So, I don’t know
What I’m supposed to know –
Or do,
Or see,
Or say –
But I’m pretty sure the right way
To go about it isn’t to stay
the path but to stray
From it.
That’s a hard thing
To do. Especially
When I –
When she –
When we
Maintain the status quo, and see
Our lives just sort of… well, sort of flee
from us. Just as we (think we)
Get it.
But I suppose
All we can do is wait –
Or try,
Or ask,
Or change –
And then we might not just maintain,
But find a subtle way to refrain
From ending up like the rest.
Or not.
Poetry and Prose 