And now nothing 
for everything’s done 
and everyone else 
tired from waiting 
have made their 
way along alone 
it’s this way
so you see
impatience does itch
and they will 
always find someone 
to scratch it 

Things to do 
people to see
laundry to wash 
dishes to clean 
somewhere in between 
a few thoughts 
wandering around wondering 

What we frequently 
seek is never 
found outside of 
ourselves but we 
infrequently ever do 
recognize it when 
we encounter it 
why is that 
because we’ve convinced 
ourselves that it 
must look different 

It’s never 
about how 
or when 
or where
or why
but that
that you 
do that 
whatever that 
that means 
to you 

This is all 
I’ve ever wanted 
just a place
to be myself 
however I am 
honestly and happily 
no more defending 
or even convincing 
nary a consideration 
just a conclusion 
this is what 
for whatever reason 
or for no 
reason at all