The Familiar

I see once, twice, and again

what I once sought and chased, when settled, brings me pain.

one blooms and strives to catch the desired

and past the thrilling chase, that which was strongly admired

slowly becomes a tightening noose

from which one is desperate to loose.

....

(Unfinished)

dreams

All these dreams and aspirations

with shiny prizes at the end

have no substance of value at all.

They are all just fictions

illusory lego-like constructions

excuses only, to make us move and learn

and thereby grow.