It is good to pause

It is good to pause

But not to dwell.

Today is when we live.

The temptation

To wander through

The familiar byways

So often travelled,

The old road

So well-trodden,

Beaten with the constant

Back and forth

Looking for what was lost

Never there,

Selected highlights,

Misperceptions

Re-runs and rumination

Is a sandtrap.

There is no escape

From the wallow

Of introspection

Once welcomed.

Held in the grip

Of its uncertain reason,

Stuck in the mud

With nowhere to go

But down

Watching the river flow

From a lazy boy

As cold turkeys run by,

Stuffed

Full of beans, without you,

Is no idle distraction

It is destruction.