complementary tasks

take over the peace at hand

and I don’t know what to say

because the rush is on

and only one,

maybe two and a half

looks is all you are going to get

before you are gone,

no room left in the caravan tonight,

so just keep on traveling

until symphonic notes and

deities flutter by

and you

lost your home,

your pet is gone,

you can’t buy shoes,

your keys unlock nothing

besides memories,

all those photos

are a long ways away ,

and you know

that where you are at

you should stay