rounding out the bounce of
recycled rubber, hugging curves
beneath one foot in front of
the other.

a revisit feels better than the formative
memory. cocksure at 16, fully chipped
shoulder intact, i am softer now whether
it serves me well or not. compassion lasts
longer than bullish bullshit, if age has
taught me a damn thing at all. take
your time, it’s later
than you think.