my life contract
Sisyphus Bus
Unsunned sky a dark slate of potential
until new light wipes the board
with daily do be done
Night train whistle moans of maybe
dreams down the road
where fare is fair
In magic dark before dawn
foe may be friend, fright fun,
flight merely daily run
Hoist my mind to better place
exchange minus for plus
board the Sisyphus bus
– Smith, 8.11.2016
no shit, Sherlock