You don’t get
what you need
all the time.
You get that
thump in your chest,
those sparks
in your brain,
but what you need
most
comes in spurts
and flashes,
meteoric and
concise, like the
last glimpse
of that diamond
you dropped
down the drain
by accident.
That’s OK, honey.
It’s only money.
You get another
chance. Next year’s
calendars are already
on the New Arrivals
shelf.
Give yourself a break.
Pour yourself a drink.
Give yourself a kick
in the ass
if that’s what it takes.
Hit the brakes.
Hit the gas.
But don’t leave the road.
It’s nothing but weeds
out there.
You wait
forever
for a tow
or
walk all that way
back
home.
♥