crumble, break.
after all, you deserve
a break today
so set your sights
on remaining
in the past while
the present runs

right

by you

teasing you with
what once was
as you pretend

it still is

... fun.

walk quickly past
the clown. tromp
your way clearly down
main street, smiling
with your teeth
goofily showing
something between
a grimace and a snarl.

borrow a hat from
the hat lady on the street
corner. she’s always
eager to have you
parade around in one
of her finds for the day.

the day is young
so you have plenty
of time to pretend

it still is

... fun.

and fun it may be
if you would look
past your nose,
between your toes
and see the cracks
in the sidewalk.

wait! wait!

those sidewalk cracks
send you into a tizzy,
not remembering
whether to step
on a crack or avoid
them altogether.

i told you to wait
much too late.
now you are
in a tizzy of the ultimate
kind, where kindness
will not show it’s face
for days on end unless
you come to a place
where the sidewalk ends.

but please remember,
though it may be much
too late, the day is young
so you still have plenty
of time to pretend

it still is

... fun.

12/17/2006

Posted on 12/17/2006
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