Dreaming of More

The state of wanting
Seems indulgent
When you're perfectly fine
With a normal-ish life
And you don't even know
What you're looking for
But you're searching
For something
Anyway

It's ignored most
Of the time
Or there in a twinge and a look
An evening of frustration
And a sigh alone in bed
A quest unstarted
Living in maybes and some
Thought of later
Eventually, or never
No, not never
Just, sometime
Perhaps