Step out

This daily dance

it‘s choreography runs in my veins

the next move is automatic

comforting to save brain power

function over fashion

sensible conservatism

taken long enough

and one day you are compelled

to strip all the meaning like filthy carpet

drive to the gap to toss it all away

my dwindling battery enthusiastically endorses spontaneity

enter flimsy excuses traffic

we are losing light

Is it too late to live?