but I could loan you these spare tears I collect;
though dollars-to-donuts my own time will come –
so someday I'll be needing them back."
The future resents being used to regret
the past, some of its very best friends:
it's like strangers came and stood on your lawn
and then shot up the whole neighborhood.
–Hey, ain't the first time I done the worst thing of my life,
gotta expect it's gonna happen again.
With so many gravities that I'm subject to
I get drawn away from good intentions.
But in my dreams, I am the therapy horse
and treated gently and with respect –
a nice wide stall and sweet grasses,
and not even a bridle or bit.
—Okay, wake up old bones! Don't think: teeth, face, and coffee!
Trying again empowers but(ofcourse) takes a toll.
Sometimes there's just nothing much you can do
except to go and learn the bad lesson well.
At least the sun is still free, and the wind likes me,
and the trees and stuff continue to grow…
and yeah sweet tea and ice cream ain't so good for your teeth
but we still need them sometimes to stay well.
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