i conspire with retired addicts to place limits on restricts,

the pharmaceutical industry of pain points

to where i’ve been but not where i’m going

i envisioned a life different than this

one with responsibility to make this shift,

i thought we’d be on to it,

by now,

reaping what we’d sown,

well, perhaps, it’s almost grown,

and those of us with jobs,

who are no slobs

those of us who’ve stayed engaged,

possibly out of rage,

at this stage,

i realize i’ve been silly

a fool for love, yet,

out of wanting to own and possess it

actually i wasn’t in a hurry

i have all night and all winter too

to hole up in a little apartment with you

volunteer the hell outta political activism

snuggle in warm slippers and knit our anxiety into things

penetrating new levels of sure things,

one sure thing, i’ll be re-learning how to sing

humming and strumming and being at whim

let me know if you’re in…aniversary2-141