I often seek counsel
from my inner team
my ethical lawyer present
when I face a sticky choice
the honest friend always there
to offer unfiltered advice
then there’s the little boy
sitting under the table
who edits the adults
hands me a folder
and crawls away
without saying a word
you never have to stay airborne very long or fly very high low on gas? instrument malfunction? landing gear issues? you can usually glide in for a safe if not bumpy landing the danger of longer more a
Katheryn’s grandfather clock her once proud companion now sounds to me like a broken ballad for her shrinking world striking every hour on the hour a church’s procession song in long vibrating tones
vaccinated boosted well- distanced responsibly masked so it wasn’t my fault the physician’s assistant had the snivels that day he scoped my nose and ears felt the throat and proclaimed me healthy