I think of change and never make a move;
And when I make a move, there is no motion.
When pushed, I renovate, but don’t improve.
All tides ripple unturning in my ocean.
I can’t stand where I live, but love the view.
The less things change, the fewer my vexations.
I say I can evolve, but that’s untrue—
We don’t evolve except by generations.
I knew a girl; I said, “It’s you I love.”
She said, “If things were different, I’d be game.”
“If things were different” is the motto of
Anyone who wants things to stay the same.
My soul’s a loafer I can’t energize
Unless I’m not just smart, but otherwise.
Copyright 2016 Matthew J Wells