Maybe tomorrow
I know I should call but what else do I do
but reheat green tea via microwave
and write down excuses why I should not
When I was a child life was not complicated
and creativity was nothing but second nature
but today I drink my warmish tea
and overthink just about everything
orchestrating different outcomes to past events
such as the hanging of Judas Iscariot
or the beheading of Mary Queen of Scots
Today my smartphone is my only companion
muted and turned over on the arm of the chair
vibrating every now and again
a constant reminder I should probably call
december two thousand nineteen
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A very interesting write in that ,I have those complicated questions at times. And as a child didn’t. Maybe as you get older it is a thing of we feel it is our responsibility to figure everything out. Or I’m I totally off track?
no, not totally off track. thank you for visiting and commenting on this piece, Wanda.
You’re welcome my pleasure!
Overall, good sir I hope you are okay and by and large your poetry Inspires every day
I am quite fine, KD Barker. I write poetry from many perspectives. I’m happy that this one resonates with you.