don’t lob in pickleball
you’ll lose the point
ninety percent of the time
clean the gutters before it rains
and sugar becomes the equivalent of fat
I’ve noticed this kind of meticulous wisdom slips
and hard-earned lessons yield
in a moment of surety
that tells you what needs
fixing will be fixed and if it’s
not that’s okay too
it’s a simple trick called acceptance
that’s played on us
every once in awhile
when love leaks out
and embraces
what shouldn’t be loved