you couldn’t have

seen through my eyes, but

if you had that ability you would observe

the thirteen bears

juggling a sofa on a rollercoaster

that was the life I lead

the attitude was fierce on a

backseat fire

these waiting room impatience brigades

were no longer as funny

as the children piloting them

and patience had opened a vein

before the first cup of coffee

but the border was watched as

close as a river wanting to flood

answering the question while

slowly cleaning under your fingernails

because I saw your

smile behind the barking dog

that reminded me to get up

get out there and accomplish