What keeps you here?
There’s no reason to consider this
anything more than a memory-induced
flair up.
Something brought on by the warmth
of the Holidays and the prospect of
new beginnings.
A tiptoe back into infatuation.
One hell of a distraction.
The hottest summer on record.
Having let go
and gracefully moved on
allowing details to fade
until they won’t anymore..
I’ll write this off
as nothing more than a
pebble in my path
that found its way in front of my feet..
A stumble.
Not a fall.
And now that I’ve recovered,
perhaps I’ll pick up the pace.
Turn this wandering onward into a
full sprint.
I just hope these thoughts can’t keep up…
Tribe Of Flannel 