Dressed Bandages

There are certain things I’d like to say, show, sing, and spare.
There are more you’d like to hear, view, enjoy, and celebrate
The middle ground is not that far,
Just a mere float,
Or sit down.
Probably escape.
Where does that leave us now?
On a boat adrift?
On a motorcycle in a desert?
Or a sled in Alaska?
Let’s press mute,
Depart and self-heal.
We will talk later,
Dress the bandages,
And go score a goal.

-jared a muscat

8 November, 2009