the condensed version

I-YI-YI

where to begin, well–

it was just about 4:21 when things began to shift

AM

I remembered more…I imagine,

and imagined less—I remember,

kickin’ and bitchin’ into a world at

that half century mark because

about time!

(it’s relative)

bid buh-bye to

the remnant teenager

I yet was

(so mc square)

dissolving cotton candy

into glob—okay blog—

of hardened sweet.

(what is: the gong show host)

nursing the car wreck of a twenty-something

I remained, suggesting she

kiss my lillies white when rebuffed

(ask not for whom that gong bangs)

and moving on,

too–

counsel the angry milestone

still present

well…hardly still—

returning

to

apologize…

2

1

&

3

@

4

&

21

odds clearly

50/50

4

acceptance.