So it begins.

Sun comes up alongside the blue.

as mortality tries to force itself on you.

Don’t know why;

don’t know when.

We come back to ourselves

& then

wonder what comes next.

 

Do we waste away in margaritville for the foreseeable future

or let it waste away in us?

When all is said & done, you can’t

help but wonder what was all this fuss.

 

Maybe it’s just the universe

trying to have a good day

or maybe it’s the rest of us

trying to find a way

but i think we owe it to ourselves

to see what it has to say.