these late summer days we float
seamless
all a oneness
together in spirit
lost to the moment

You can give a piece of yourself but it will never be enough
its all or nothing, and you know this to be true
in a world that's forever hungry you have to address the problem
come to a self awareness of what it is that you desire, and why,
because you can count on St Augustine when he says " you are more or less your desires" So understand where you are going, where you have been, and where it is you would like to get to, and again St Augustine, " love and do what you will".

develop taste for the cheap stuff
the simple stuff
put your mind at ease

pass over not, enjoy it all
and go where thy please

When eyes can't look to you to answer
The subpar common english greeting
    "How's it going"
And the only uttered response is
    "Peachy Keen"
With that wavering inflection
    the "eeeeen" continuing
        an unnatural length of time
What they are really saying
Is that they are fighting a terrific battle
A struggle-filled battle
Caused by
    their own neglect to admit failure
    not wanting to acknowledge
        a life turning out...not how their eight year...or seventeen year old optimism expected
And the untold spaces between their quick high octane
    awe-inspiring
        and beauty-filled social media posts
Live longer bouts of dejected dis-coloration

And none of it is real
And the collapse of this dis-ingenuity may have been fueled
By terrific loss
But it's impending collapse
    (if they survive)
May just awaken the truth-soul itself
To finally come out and say "hello"