It's Here (#1845)

Find me this Saturday

Neatly unraveling at a park

Cleaning up messes

breathing and sweating for them

Find me mostly

figuring the cost

of years spent idling

Lighting that candle

that I should have lit

when we were kids

Find me faking and falling

in love and out of, and through love

Tearing into new days

and then throwing them away

Find me carrying a bug

in a cup

outside to a bush

The best thing I’ll do all day