Aug 23, 2020
1 min read
DAY OFF
Of course it won’t happen
Constant motion
Keeps the anxiety at bay
Sort of
Something to do
All the time
Almost a day off then
Get ready for the next
Slowly
The good thing is
Nothing can go wrong
Well nothing stopping
The clock anyways
What do they call these
A normal day
Normal is a term
That doesn’t fit
Anywhere in my world
It makes itself up
As it goes along
Chimera like
Always off in the distance
Beckoning the traveler
Forward to the next
Always just too far off
To reach this time
And off to the sides
The hills move slowly by
As well
Almost imperceptible
One who drove off
To find them
Reported that they too moved
Slowly away
Just out of reach
Normal always keeps
It’s distance
From me
