Now What?

Mexican tapeworms and Spanish fly.
There's a bullseye on her back.
And a tally on the wall.
I've envisioned some romantic dream.
That I swear is true.

I'm on the wrong map in the wrong place.
Delightfully captivated by fools.
No matter.
I've got the right tools for the job.

And Repeat

Blank pages and missed opportunities.

Wake up, kick start the day.
Shuffle on through.
Settle down, let the night set it.

And repeat.

Welcoming awareness.
Transcending knowledge and intelligence.
It falls out of reach quicker than it comes.
Indefinable translations that no artist whom sets to it can brush.

What are we going to do with all this?
Pushing on some great wall.
Afraid of the fall off. Or the giant leap.
Baby steps my dear.
On the cusp of something. 

And repeat.