time to go away … i would love to make it but cannot stay … too much not enough … but at least the day is not as tough
it’s the dreams i fear … the shadows long cast with no one near … the full court press without wrinkle … the steam of correctfulness expecting smooth even unwrinkle
below the house i built … a well full storage of sorrow and remorseful guilt … for no reason at it i stare … wondering the consequence of going nowhere
i am vested in this week … tho out of reach survival i seek … for the truth is not meant for mine eyes … when i was smart i fended the unwise
I was not meant for the unintended … the mask i wore to come for the only one i defended … a sancho panza blue … the color that separates me from you
have a better day than mine … i suppose i’ll wake one day when i will feel fine … but until then i must say … it’s always time i must go away
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