If there is no point
Then
Perhaps
I will take
The meandering path
And
Perhaps
I will double back
To the gray matter house
Despite how far I made it
Today
Yesterday
A month ago
A year ago
I always come back
Perhaps
I will stay there
This time
Make it home
Quietly waste away
As energy leaks out
And effort is exhausted
Time flies by
And I will sleep
To my tired heart's content.