Walking these new familiar streets already on autopilot

Caught for some adventure I’m stuck again in the uncomfortable limbo.

All that hot air that kept me going, kept me afloat- plumed

Now expended and hanging in the air, a stale fume of expectation.

To shake off this useless lethargy will take some work

I’m a well practiced procrastinator

I can convince myself that I’m on course

A monologue holding my skull out for inspection

Me, the audience weeping with admiration

I must get my autograph after the performance.

Dormant..this latent talent

All Houdini-stage smoke and mist

I must have missed the point,

And the punch line arrived just that bit too late. 

I’ll pretend I got it though,

Hopefully laughing at the right moments.