By Patrick Michael
Traffic jams and flagrant sighs
Substitute minds for gracious tides
Ebbing and flowing over and out
Stop wait up for me cause I’ve got no doubt
That I’m in the right place right now…. For now.
Four doors of choices, wait not that one,
go in that one, leave out that one, and get there when you can.
reroute the pathway,
regardless of clogged drains.
up cycle, and back peddle.
No problems, no way, not this time I say.
I’m gaining momentum and velocity for sure,
so back me up when I say I got this.