Even the birds don't care.
They fly high, above it.
Shoes are for wearing.
Not selling.
First foot, last foot.
Then to the junk pile.
Or the giveaway pile.
Either way, keep em.
Two hundred Washingtons.
And well worth it.
Now the dreams can really start.
Screens scream and hollar.
Blahs are blahed and blahed.
Methods and ways of being.
We all find our own way through.
Reckless or careful.
Or carefully reckless.
Stubborn for sure.
Surviving til saving time.
When it all really begins.
All together.
Now is always temporary.