Regret

Late night conversations

And too many cigarettes

Maybe I only enjoy

What I might come to regret.

I sleep walk through my day

An anxious feeling of forgetting

Something important...

But what?

Every lesson I learn

Must be learned and learned again

Bad person, bad lover, bad friend.

I think I'm learning it wrong.

Or the lesson is too long

To properly dissect

Inspect, correct, perfect-

Maybe my attention is the defect...

Or I am just trying to deflect.

But what bother, what hassle,

To care so much for every little thing

Winter, Summer, Spring.

I only come alive in the Fall...

Of everything.