5/18/2022

It’s been a million years since I’ve remembered how to do anything correctly.

Sometimes I like it that way, because it’s more interesting and I feel new and green like a baby or another creature who is seeing for the first time.

Often times, though, it is just frustrating, and I find myself staring at the lines in my palms until they run so deep I could spit a river into them.

But tonight I am just existing, and it’s working alright for me.

5/18/2022

PoetryRiley Welch