Expect

I have no expectations,
There is nothing to be held too high,
So far out of reach,
That fingertips can barely touch,

I can only find myself off the ground,
For seconds at a time.
Before my feet and the ground touch again.
While reality comes weaving back in.

Too many webs hold me down.
The over emotional spiders are building their webs.
Too many nuisances caught in this net.
I have no expectations.