A Hard Act to Follow

Under construction;
Turn a new direction.
A time for reflection,
Process and function.

An old way of feeling,
A new way of dealing with it.
An old grey and wearied
Floats gently in the window.

Carve paths through the clovers.
Turn the sheets over.
Start afresh, avoid stoicism.
A mission easier said than done.

This is a mess.
I am a mess.
My skin is a mesh -
Full of holes.
It lets too many things in
And holds onto memories grim.

I do not sin,
I am a sin.
Embody things immoral,
Dreary and hollow.

A hard act to follow.