contravening on those leaning desperately

out of necessity we feel blessed as if a test

were in jest problems fester to the boiling point

conjointly we paint pictures with descriptive talk

walk back statements that rankle like a thankless task

perhaps by chance we may stumble upon before were gone

hidden treasure at our leisure appeasing those in favor

like nosy neighbors out for a free ride coincide with

odd turnabouts and random twists of fate some skate by

with hardly batting an eye as we wonder what's pulling them under

blunders swept aside as some stride towards the exit

next it gets better as the rhyme develops through pathways

a turn of the phrase stays vital as fried onions and steak

make or break time unless I'm in tune some say "In bloom"

like your favorite cartoon give me room to instill

these words I fulfill moving along until