Domestic
I am edgy to get there
and edgy to leave
trying to always find the right thing
pacing like a captive animal
worn rut in my view
that despite my persistent motion
never changes
just wears deeper
I cannot find now
with tomorrow coming
shielding myself from
the steady blow
of the onlooker's pointing finger

-kaw kaw kiyree by the Corbyhawk who is rethinking the title, maybe domestic bliss but then that is too sarcastic...