My body resting considers the lure

of an unexplored corner.

Who knows what lurks there

what smile - the love of your life

yet to be, or simply a concrete wall

lost to time and space, leading

nowhere

but i'll never know either way

i'm tired so. 

 

I have scooped up enough for a lifetime maybe

so instead I muse

on the devil may care happenstance

passing by,

ignorant of my past fortunes

my hands pressing down on aching knees

 

as if there was an imperative

God forbid if you please.