It’s the same way
Most of the time
Then I’m not
And I can’t find
The spots to make it
The same way again
Constancy keeps me
Centered,
In the moment,
Ready
Then it doesn’t
When it happens
Everything I touch
Is in question
Right or wrong
Caring or indifferent
This is the way
My cookie crumbles
Time
Time and solitude
May be the only antidote
— GLB
