state of forgetfulness

I sometimes ask myself how could it be that humans are so intelligent yet, so foolish.

Most of our life spent at slogging away at something...even if we consider ourselves non-conformists...fighting the system.

Busy busy busy.

Small potholes here and there....rude little teases of weekends away or holidays spent worrying about the hefty spend of money.

We imprison ourselves in our heads....forgetting to breath.....unilateral in thought.

And when that gap presents itself....to revel in a sexy moment with ones partner...somehow it seems to be the last on the list of desires.

Years of familiarity, arguments, silences, struggles....a family born that has to be supported and guided

love shared with kiddies.

Eventually, a state of forgetfulness to appreciate, look at, absorb, long for, yearn, desire the better half.

A resorting to porn, anotherss arms, another's shoulder to cry on....and all because of the feeling of neglect....blaming the other for ones secret indiscretions.

There is no place to condone or judge these indiscretions, for the simple reason one does not know what happens behind closed doors.

If only we knew, us humans, how to come back from a  loss of self, a tiredness of soul,  our minds numbed by adhering to society's limitations.

Maybe we do know...?

But, do not care enough to try?


Or does age make one less desirable...the appeal lost in the witness of time ravaging away at the person one once knew.....


RB.