September 26, 2022

I Remember Tekken Tag Tournament

Weigh the sugar, the caffeine, the intangibles

Every landspeed record is a thing at the horizon

Or compound eyes all the better for seeing your compound fractures

Peanut brittle, marshmallow, snowballs — all the seasons

Back and forth a week at a time then two

Back and forth and then interrupted

Back and forth and strike out, sunrises

Then setbacks and shutdowns and somewhere softens.

I have shoulders and I have moments.

An angle, a scope, line of sight, and lower lows.

I have a ditch-bound snowmobile.

I have points on my license.

I have more than any of us deserve.

Lower lower lows.

I have dreams and more sunrises

More bad choices and brush it off.

Get better.