Into the loose groove after days of easy resistance
bickering about nothing but plans
that we rescind when challenged
for whatever feels safe.
With infinite views the good news obscures the sunset.
In the clash of wishes and desires against another’s of the same,
stronger wills decide second and last.
Touring the circumference and sharing dinner that someone else prepared
and not speaking of reasons
but knowing soon we will no longer share this little canyon that divides us
and will miss this distress.
The third wheel questions worth, stability and purpose,
unbelonging, until the fourth wheel arrives.
Then specialty ends, and urges begin to break free.
Ignoring motives to believe in what’s best
blindsided to the reality of intentions
and the fact that we craft our responses for other’s ears
a separate audience nodding to a different truth.
Delays distracted by music reminiscing of another eras existence,
yet relevant as a witness to the unity of generations gathered to passively believe,
sharing duties to join friends again and still questioning
while removed from the event as an absent host asking
if this fixes anything or just insulates exposure
to critics spinning worth in separate circles.
What opportunities hide somewhere you’ve never been or with someone you haven’t met?
Will you run with strangers or regret your bet to duty.
Or follow half of the directions to keep your or own course.
