Your strokes

Vanquish your heebee geebees to the dumpster

There’s a cure for that at the health food store

We’re fumbling on different fields

I’m trying to learn

How to reach over

Move myself 

out of the way 

And get closer

What’s the fun of a cake

If it arrives on time?

I could try to be a person

Who feels

The stress is half the fun

And the release is the drug

I’m not around the corner

Or anywhere close