Cup Hats

Twice this week I’ve pulled a “free will “ in public 

I wonder what work I should be putting in 

For now and for awhile now I just look for the joy in things 

Ignoring the pit in my stomach

With an end I can’t find 

The meaning 

The primordial goo 

The ether 

I grasp that listening to heavy music, or metal, is not as cool as I thought it was when I met you

I grasp perspective and how aging shifts it, until one day a new level is unlocked 

Even some thing’s that I’ve always known 

I begin to understand why I’ve known them