Incomplete

The beaten path seems safely uninteresting
Many love to take it....with pride on their shoulders
Ability to fit in nicely,shaken but not stirred
Love is like this under a hung jury
Showered in good intentions
Quirky is the rest,unreasonable expectations they say
As shadows creep upon the incomplete

Slip slide, get a grip
Nails of swollen fingers grab hard
Umbilical cord fallen in the midst
In shortness of sight could this really help?
Indeed the conscious thought ties the knot of the noose
Truth ....Incomplete stand the one