Too Much of Everything

Staring at the angry, puffed-out clouds

Changing partners, like the fickle weather

I’m a monsoon consuming a thirsty desert

Too many lovers, hope they don’t get together

Cognitive overload dissolves my resolve

Tangled words need spoken

The old footprints are still clear

Hopefulness buckles until broken

Folly drives uncommitted actions

Fear passes through my fingers

Like dreams scattered in the wind

Still, the emptiness lingers

Adrift in a star field of excess

Drowning, too many dissimilar choices

The mind sends out a mayday

I’m hoarse, amongst these clamoring voices

Unhappy with excess, but feed me more

Give me his, because I desire

Fill this bottomless void

I’m the seller and the buyer

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