unsettled
and in between
on my forward
upward
being my only
direction
although i am
still stuck somewhere
in the mess
of it all
there is something
to be had
yet i haven’t
found it yet
i feel soon
it will come
but sometimes
i wonder how soon
soon will be
so i will smoke my cigarettes
and drink my whiskey
until soon presents itself
and my awkward peace
packs up and leaves