I Will Fall in the Pond - Feb. 28, 2026

as sure as I know I’ll finally stop

driving at night and a certain tooth

will eventually cause me money

and grief and my ability to run

isn’t long for this world,

my string of dry days, reaching

farther and farther, over and into

the pond to remove algae and debris,

will come to an end

the look on my face when it

happens should be worth

some kind of admission,

maybe a premium charge

for a front row seat

but that would need

promotion, which might

tip me off, and I’d be

a no-show for that show