waiting for the break to break
for the pressure that has
over time
amassed and disrupted the peripheral priorities
the restless ones
the ones where longing lingers
the ones that lead me
lie to me
tell me what I want to hear when I want to hear it – they are sweet nothings
the whispers wash over me in waves
they swirl and eddy
they push and pull and vie for attention
some undue
some worthy of
investment
attention
time