old dutchmen congregate
right angles tease their senses
they reminisce over you
things that meant something
wither to dust.
new habits are created
they fight the old bad manifestations
fireworks ignite
ears alert the eyes.
a focal point is established
pleasure pain forces
waves of uncertainty
they disrupt what's wrong and right
apologies are left where they belong.
the bold move forward unflinching
every step is intentional
accidental waves off past adventures
but secretly watch tea leafs for clarity.
