fulfillment
fulfillment is like
an ever-elusive thought.
it swifts and darts
between every crevice and
opening-
when you need it to stand still.
it slicks
and slides between every good chance
that passes you by.
until it's to late
and it's gone forever.
and your old
and decrepit and ill-
it will look in your window
smile, wave, and keep walking onward
away from you
away from your dreams
into blissful eternity
forever.
Θ
