He’s reflective, sentimental, quiet
He wants something to reach back and touch him
He wants a memory to hold, to haunt him
He’s waiting, critical, asking
He needs a highlight that sets him spinning
He needs an act of courage to make him willing
He’s stagnant, respectable, falling
He looks for a rainbow that reminds him
He looks for sunshine to melt him
He’s thankful, excitable, turning
He finds everything about him matters less
He finds more integrity, an honest place for his honest mess.
He’s reflective, sentimental, desperate
He needs to face something.
He’s on the verge of something.
Something needs to crumble and fall and die.
Someone needs to hold him
and tell him that this something
is not really who he is.