Want more-
Need less.
What do I surround myself with-
What do I feed
What do I listen to...
Silence stills the well.
Calm urges the spark.
Reset space by night,
to start a new
Routine,
prep my coffee,
foot steps follow,
upstairs, begin.
Resistance.
I sit,
I open.
I type,
I pour.
What do I want to create today,
Healing-
The grand master of my own plan.
Youth jumping off,
smelling died dried roses,
Disturbance,
What am I searching for,
Consistency,
Movement,
Creation.
How do I progress,
Make progress,
What is tying me down?
I have come here to fulfill a purpose,
I am disillusioned to think I am special
- as she said I was to be,
Only outside looking eyes,
Now without,
I've disappeared.
Left to shake the lasting detergent,
No longer cleaning agents,
sorted,
Topical band-aid of
At home remedies,
Cleanse flush piss repeat,
Only so much
do, say, help, give-
to another,
without wanting for their own.
Nomad,
I drift.
Peace in darkness.
I sit alone.
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