“Tomorrow Never Ends”
A butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker
Do you suppose they lay out their clothes for the next day?
Seems to teeter between confidence and hope
Somewhere slight on the middle of either end
But, as prepared as a new day could expect one to be
I sometimes get around to wondering how many people never awaken to dress in laid out clothes
Been trying to play,
But it’s been glitching.
Scratch my gamer’s,
Track lights low.
Because it froze.
Gamers from not long ago,
Blow cartridges, Nintendo.
Sonic, Zelda, Mario.
PRESS X TO CONTINUE
Point of view.
PC, Mac, XBox too.
Switch the Station,
GameCon is here in May
Playing for ten hours straight.
Leroy Jenkins changed our fate.
Gamers, game on.
But, it’s still glitching,
Testing gamer’s false convictions.
“Lost Opportunity” ©️C.P. Hickey 2019
She was attractive in an unconventional way.
I surprised myself by realizing it was all I needed.
Big boned magnificent.
Reading an important book.
Curiosity ran roughshod through my veins.
The gravity she contained pulled me past being a conscionable being.
I channeled the gumption to open my mouth.
Before I uttered a word,
She said, “Hi.”