Strange Sunday

Now, more than ever, I feel the pull of limbo.

I feel unchanged and unmoved, but excited into a thousand sensations all at once regardless of time and history..
especially history..

Whether I stay or go is irrelevant. All that matters is

I take you with me when I go
or if I leave you here to live to old age
doing what you please
while I live elsewhere.

It’s a difficult question to be sure.

I need some more time? Or maybe I’m just waiting for you to push my buttons again
so I can leave

and finally go home.