Unattached

If I was unattached I’d take off.   Maybe I don’t want to make it here anymore but instead find a location that wants me to.  I’d start anew in an environment that truly opened doors to a creative mind with the resources to make things happen. Yet time and attachment keep me bottled here waiting for the government to uncork the bottle.  I don’t know if the government will ever  act in such a way  but trust me I made some holes in it so this mind takes off in different spots even as it remains in this place.