By Sea or By Land. By Luck or By Plan

A fraud or fluent

Gifted or just guilty

Creator or condemned

I should pray prayers more often

Save regret for when I’m in my coffin

But that doesn’t lighten this load

*A witty line about life being some type of road*

I’m just trying to be fucking funny

Looking for connection but it keeps running

It’s the perspective of a poet or just a poor problem

Write reality into existence

Obstacles become obsolete

Repetitive positivity

I’ll be good in another beat

Retain, retract, respond and resonate

I’m striving to make it in a different state

Staring up at sliding glass doors

It’s busy in my new neighborhood

Things will work out, what I wish will come about

I want to believe it in the morning

With my head and heart

There’s gotta be so many better stories than my own

but I’m hung up – heading home