relocation steps (a hymn)

ready before I knew it,
equal parts excitement and worry won’t let me stay put,
laying here wide awake at three in the morning,
opening eyes long enough to see through the dark,
cannot stop thinking of the next
amount of decisions which will be coming soon like
tongue hanging out, driving fast as I can,
in the direction of the goals and ideas I command,
outside the nightly silence is deafening,
nearby the mighty blue light begins to rise, the
solution to the hesitation station,
taking trips in five directions all at once,
eventually being attached to nothing,
perhaps you are my only inspiration,
staying under your same set of stars
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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