The pathless path asks for nothing
from no one

With the eyes of a child
setting out on a mossy carpet ride of soft tranquility
discovering that I’ve been here before
that there is nothing to get.

There’s nothing that I have
to do
in order
to do
what it was I started
in the first place.

I’m already here
in this familiar déjà vu
falling down dizzy
jaded and crusty
a salty piss drunk sailor
trying to find his way back home
caught in an endless cycle of false starts
and broken promises
tangled up struggling
in a pile of smelly old nets
wishing the big  boat
would take me away.

Broken Discover Nothing Path Tranquility