haphazard
disjointed
no particular direction
to reflect upon
relying on
hit or miss
and miss is
more often than naught
a catastrophe
that didn’t wait to happen
unleashing tragedy
on everything in it’s path
and those stuck
knee high in the sludge
continue to ponder
on what if’s
and why
………….why
…………………why me
sounding like
a screeching owl
at midnight
plunging
through the dark
with arms outstretched
hoping upon hope
that you will be caught
in the updraft
landing on your feet
instead of your head
that creates
a horrific ache
that won’t leave
when you fall to bed
be
unsatisfied
with the outcome
be discontent
if you wish
the ending
is up to you
step off
the road
………….of indecision
on to a path
of your choosing
it’s not coincidental
that you have a choice
a chance
to change
it is your dance
pick the music
hum the song
be open
when
opportunity knocks