I’ll get there when I get there.
For now
I’ll be right here.
Today has some day to spare.
But not for long.
No need to remind me.
I can do it in my sleep.
I’m that good.
You’re no slouch either.
You spend time like you’ve got a time tree next to your gazebo.
Where do you keep all those extra minutes?
Underneath your bed
In a cardboard container that used to hold a pair of sensible pumps?
I used to love hiding underneath my bed.
One time my mom thought I was missing.
That was a long time ago, though.
When I had more time and was
Less aware of this fact.
Back then I thought I’d become a dentist.
I remember telling my grandparent’s
From the back seat of their Buick Park Avenue.
I never became a dentist.
I don’t floss often enough.
Still the time passes.
The destination remains.
I have no doubt I’ll get there.
For now
I’ll be right here.
