Walked
into the thunder unaware of the looming apocalypse
Drove
through Culver’s and ordered Butterburgers, fries and dessert
Ready
for anything including you grinding against me with your John Deere thighs
The
test of time kept mocking me so I jammed my finger in its Chronos eyes and
pretended nothing was wrong until surgery could no longer be avoided
Physical
therapy was a bust except for the therapist who pushed her fingers into my
lower back and reminded me what physical contact with another human being is
like
Woke
up feeling like an old, punctured tire and I don’t believe it’ll get any better
with age
Entered
the Walgreens in search of six packs of the eight ounce cans of Coke
Made
an appointment with God and when she didn’t show up I assumed our signals must
have gotten crossed
Proactive
to the point that when another golden calf rears its ugly head I’ll be sure to
press pause and stop all of this monkeying around
Charles Cicirella
4/23/19 
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