and so the mission collects dust like heirloom porcelain in a cabinet occasional displays are permitted a voice chides me in motherly fashion should i attempt to disturb their slumber these stacked dreams remain there is an entire world licking its lips the crash would be sweet music to an ear best to postpone such grief they wait for permission to be that thing to find use they were fashioned for no, no. best be still and retain finery. that is how you kill a vocation. #combi #dreams #vocation