Seems like forever
since
she’s been
the
Good-luck Girl;
but the spacing between Fascinations
has inched from months into years
measured by too many Degrees
and boredom with the offerings
and boredom with the offerings
Incomprehensible
are
the passing of days
and the growing older
while
staying younger…ish
she lives in a limbo of learning
and
perpetual hope
difficult
to suit
“You can never win or lose
if you don’t run the race…”
~
Psychadelic Furs, “Love My Way”
