Not thrilled with yesterday’s results. At least this one is short…
I may have picked the wrong time to settle
par for the course anymore
As I walk forward, footsteps tentative
I wonder how the hell it all happened—
which is kind of silly, since I was there
But that’s what memory gets you, isn’t it?
Either way, I wasn’t Hansel, you weren’t Gretel
and the rest of the story’s a bore
I’d write my own, but I’m not that inventive
I’m doomed to care
But that’s what humanity does, isn’t it?
(9 June 2016—posted June 10th)