One Must

If only one could forget the hindered cement brewed from stubborn toil, perhaps lacerated limbs would have no need for subconscious recoil-

Alternatively, one pines to recall the astonishing wonder of a world brand new, the co-dependent toddler lacking comprehension of all the things one must do.

Further and further one begins to drift; prioritize, pragmatize, strategize, all in pursuit of the next colossal paradigm shift.

Lay waste to childish antics, sign your name on the dotted line, after all it is but a meager requirement- the sacrifice of one’s time.