unexpected bursts

those unexpected bursts
that by name come without reservation
but know they are invited before they arrive
like tonight and today and yesterday filled with these guests that make me question
if constant emotion can subsist or if i am in stable equillibrium waiting for the crashers
to arrive and bust up the party which does not exist
without reservation, invitation, or need of either

an event isn't an event if it is planned and destiny understood
its course cannot be run if we know where it is to end
it is merely a figment of our past seen from the future if no unsolicited guests arrive
nobody nothing something to break up the good time
burst our bubble
start the wheels turning the legs kicking and the life beginning

as much as we lie to ourselves that drama is yesterday and to forget it
it is our future
it is what we live for
for it is human and we are human and without these dramatic interactions we are
only looking into our past through a clear window with no pane to block our view and cannot see
that our future can't exist and our past can't exist and our present is not present
because we must leave life to the unknown unexpected
uninvited and continually feared
or there is nothing left for our minds to work for
nothing for the imagination to muster
nor for reality to shoot it down or create

let it work and be content in the mystery us
and say that dramatic is expected no matter how uninvited
let it take you kicking and screaming and laughing all the way
and you will sleep well dreaming your dreams with question marks dotted with smiles hanging
over your sleepy eyes
even if fear consumes your night a smile will arise with you as the sun follows suit.