again

 

 

It’s the dance, the verbal sparring, the
midnight wishing…morning
waiting, the fading into mist, of
memories…they said welcome to NYC
so much to see choose and be
overwhelming and tiresome, on edge
and too comfortable to move
online, offline…looking
looking
waiting waiting…changing
always changing until
until the changes have been too many
the moments too tiresome, another
life story told over wine
another insufficiency
missing the mark
toast and coffee, the train to the office
watching windows
seeing nothing but windows
the edge of reason falls away
what was decided before
seemingly intense and distasteful
looks not so
unappetizing
on another Monday morning in NYC
online and offline
overwhelming and tiresome, on edge
and too comfortable to move
online, offline…looking
again.

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