(no subject)
i've got an idea
and i'm going to run with it
there's something in the way you said
you were glad to be back
that had me reconsidering why
i wanted to leave
besides the quagmire of memories,
and apart from the sordid tales starting off with
"at this point in time..."
leading into life lessons
learned and forgotten and learned again.
but whose to say
that it would be any different
anywhere else
anyway?
the summers are always too hot
and the fall brings the same thoughts
but the winters find you cozy in a mental hibernation
and in spring,
twitterpation in anticipation
of new possibilities
and you can't beat that view,
or that one,
or any of those.
the kinds and sorts of landscapes that
beckon you into repose.
you could travel far on a pretty penny
but if it's for the sake of feeling small
next to insurmountable beauty,
go sit by the ocean.
and i'm going to run with it
there's something in the way you said
you were glad to be back
that had me reconsidering why
i wanted to leave
besides the quagmire of memories,
and apart from the sordid tales starting off with
"at this point in time..."
leading into life lessons
learned and forgotten and learned again.
but whose to say
that it would be any different
anywhere else
anyway?
the summers are always too hot
and the fall brings the same thoughts
but the winters find you cozy in a mental hibernation
and in spring,
twitterpation in anticipation
of new possibilities
and you can't beat that view,
or that one,
or any of those.
the kinds and sorts of landscapes that
beckon you into repose.
you could travel far on a pretty penny
but if it's for the sake of feeling small
next to insurmountable beauty,
go sit by the ocean.