a sure thing in hand
and i take the gamble
this horse crushed my innards
and i’m back in the saddle

a diverting colostomy
with no end in sight
i signed on the line
to waste infinite time

oh child, you still have
that sprinke in your eye
banana-split naivety
come fly close to my sun

oh fortunate ones
lives punctuated by punishment
while i move in perfect step
to memorized mistakes.