I drank my Apple cider vinegar and water this morning
My hopeful menopausal-weight-loss-miracle
The smell of dying Easter Eggs
45 years ago
Those memories clearer
Than the past 24 hours
Bright Yellow Vibrant
Warm glowing embers
The brisk slap of fog across my face
Hair damp from rolling around in dewy fields
Tall grass Tiny worlds
Until the farmers tilled the fields
Belly aching laughter
Unorganized days
Where time was real
Before it was wound too tight
No baggage
Only now
Now Now Now
No past, no future
Just Now
Running, running running
Running nowhere
Unaware the invisible walkway was moving forward
That time was not forever
But was a promise being broken
The vinegar that gave the hopeful egg it’s lasting color
Is left for my stagnation
Go dye an egg I think
Why wait for a holiday
There are no rules
There is no bedtime
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