taps

ever so restless
and able to be determined
while the sky glows red
I see the changing of the leaves
falling down on me
blasting the mindset
I had always grown up with
and another stream of cold wind
has made the need to move again
and a current piece of the puzzle fits
why the supervisor needs to manipulate
and the behind the back escapes are
just waiting for the silent agreement
that all the vital signs confirm
and all our time is not going to be
put in the backseat any more
because the seasons charge
my batteries and I now know
to make a move
now or never
and I choose
now…

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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