P — pace yourself, practice your practice, pause to check in, patience
I lost a dear friend today
He had four legs, four hooves
A long tail, and a mane
The kind of fellow you might ask
Hey, why the long face?
My barista said, one late afternoon
Hey J, how are you?
I’m exhausted, I reply, I’ve been up since 2
2 in the morning?
No, dude, the afternoon
Oh, hello
I didn’t see you there
But now I recognize you
With your face freckled
And curly brown hair
Though you may be overlooked
Tired eyes heavy with an infinite spark trapped behind the ice, only to be melted as the day goes on
Coffee grows cooler and fake spliffs an ineffective deep breath
I am delivered from the fog and pray to never go back
Thought I’d drop in with a few words
Because it’s been a while
And I like to pretend my words
Occasionally make people smile
Or maybe they make you cry