mostly I
divide
my time
between
hope
and worry
with plenty
of ambiguity
to spare
but sometimes
it’s nice
to kick back
and
sip from
a cool can
of
I can’t
while the
sun sets
on another
setback
I shoot
the breeze
just to watch
it gasp
for air
and fall
like wasted
seconds
into a heap
of last
chances