it comes when it does

it comes in the night
in the morning while waking

it comes with a fright
sometimes without thinking

turns on like a light
or out somewhere drinking

when it does
it soothes with delight.

it comes after noon
in Ubers and cars

it comes now in June
in twilight and bars

I sit with the moon
and contemplate stars

when it does
I’m nearer than far.

it comes in the mourning
and pages of books

it comes without warning
in passerby who

look quiet and boring
it comes quite aloof

when it does, I’m
up on the roof.

it can not be forced
like lovers divorced

it does what it does
with little remorse

it comes like the wind
a powerful force

when it does
I can’t quite explain.

It does not Discriminate.

It doesn’t effect you right now.

So sit back.

Relax.

And enjoy a warm Jimmy Dean Breakfast Sandwich.

A cup of Folgers, hell

have two cups.

It’s Sunday, right!  What could go wrong on a Sunday?

Because the best part of waking up

is knowing it doesn’t have an effect on you.

And you’re safe.

Just save that Breakfast of Champions,

for the day your long since relevant,

and your children are up against the wall,

dying from the gross fact that it never effected you.