Was going to order flowers 

couldn't find peonies

The more there's none

the less is the compromise

My big wave came

in life's best tradition -

unexpectedly

Washed away the old

split the sea

set me supportedly 

free

I think the time has come

to tell the truth

For every time I roll my eyes

up to the sky

and weave a story of being

so busy working 

I'm vacuuming the house

That's all

You're complete on the inside 

But parts always need renewal

Come up for air as a change of

perspective

If you happen to find 

the truth, please leave 

everyone else alone.