Sitting

Surprise!
It's me....
Wondering what lies ahead.  What's in the distance?
Is that a body lying in the street?  Did I see that shadow standing next to me?  Will I hear myself scream, will you hear me cry?
Living life in a slow slothy style, growing mossy on my back.
This is about me, my life, my wish, my wants, my desires.  What are they?
My children are grown.
My wish is to be happy without question.
My wants many,
My desires, to be desired.

Haven't thought of writing in a while as the creative characters would not slip from the finger tip.  You don't want to see what is inside of this mind.  Burned images in the brain, lost in grey, that's what matters.

Want not as ye be wanted.