Doused in libations ripened the impulsion of ribaldry

These manners baring out a confused state

One solution is to enfold these emotions,

That hobby not enough to exonerate hours of free time

Leaving time alone, a dangerous precedent to proclaim,

forgiving what has been forgotten,

Constructing a goal to claim memories worth cherishing,

That challenge seems a touch measurable, punching in the clock,

Eight hours or more necessary to prove worthiness

Wanting no part of creepy or guilty,

Just like an uneasy truce between a family member

Cleaning out the cobwebs, receiving better reception,

Fog baked into steam, drifting like an electrical current

Stormy recollections, the impact quite visible from the lines on the face,

Glimpses of what may eventually emerge, yourself the singular constant

More bumps in the path than previously anticipated,

Euthanasia disengaged gratefully

Yes, harm harm may travel on the same highway, ask for a jump,

Days in confession days well spent,

Memory gaining tolerance and momentum,

Cynic’s eyeball closing documentation to an open road