o flow and ebb go lofty thoughts go interest rates go astronauts and like the tide the beach is littered with driftwood kelp and dreams embittered

we school we strive we get professional as hair and hopes become recessional whilst meters run and turnstiles click and pinpoint chaos makes us sick

home stretch is full of yawn and laze and cortex blurs our minds to haze as vultures wheel as heirs lick chops to flutter in when heartbeat stops

but i am here to tell you reader that your fine self is your best leader and striving’s in you for to go into the midst

turn ebb to flow