IMPROV

Improv out of feelings

As I sit back and gaze on memories

My mind combs through the pages of a life spent gazing

A life of unexamined onlooking

Avoided dissapointment

dissillusioned disengagement with the world

Combined with a sense if embittered sickness

I forget this

As I stare at the passing train

of the life from which I abstained

because of denied opportunity

but yet

the rythmic discourse I take

becomes a twist of fate

as the pain of life berates me

this is an improv

that will hopefully resolve the denied feelings

but can one ever find true healing?