Amoeba

Curdles into the interstices

And affects even the heart

Back to the basics

Of the inner self

Uninspired days

Of come & go

Stars fleeting

And shooting from the hip

Cripple in one’s world

Looking for a cool breeze

Flowing anew

Just to be

Near to one’s

Main concerns

Who are loved ones

At stake

Leave frenetical movement

& white nights

To others

Time has come

To finally rest

& breathe