I am reassuring everyone in my life that everything is going to be okay
while in the meantime I'm truly just
fine
really, its fine
IT has
heartbeat
and IT has
pulse
and IT grows
leaves
and there is
beer
and
bed
and
rent

those things are all fine, and fine is
fine

and I don’t really yearn for anything outside of that
life is brilliant to witness

every day
and every day

I witness it
and bite into it
the pulp is
Fine

and I wait
I do not walk into traffic
I fear death

rational

and ongoing

I suppose that I

have something figured out

I’d like to take a walk
but its raining

and I look into the mirror
and I look

great

like I should be advertising scotch
my beard looks stern
and my eyes
strong

my blazer hangs off my shoulders
fierce

yes, things are

Fine

and the pulse
and the breath
and the leaves