Elucidating Questions

The delicacy of the dance

Making every working moment bubbly and sweet

Only to turn it off afterwards and crash

The dance is

Making sure the strength of the crash is only so much

That I have no other choice but to crash

It would be nice to have a choice

The sun is so too close and so too hot

It’s making setting into things difficult

Always over heating

I wonder if there’s somewhere better than this that I could go

I wonder where home truly is

I wonder when I’m spread too thin

Still get that yearning to return

How I wish I could choose to be in a place where I don’t crash every day of work

I’m not doing well

But that’s not new