Lovey-Dovey

I owe it to myself

To step back every now and again

And forgive and replenish

Everything I bewilder myself with

 

Can I get a bit more time?

For I do not know

where I am headed

Not just yet

The world is my oyster

But I forgot to tap on the way out

So now I’m paying for all I have done

 

I’ll catch a break

Hopefully

Like I’d catch a bus

To just ride to my destination

Or maybe

I’d catch it

Like a cold

I never quite know which hand I will be dealt

 

Even the seasons are becoming assorted

My morning coffee

Even that fucks me up now

All for a penny or two

I drag my feet through the lovey-dovey

Connection I have with

Slurring my words at thirty miles per hour

Like everything else

Even caffeine crashes.