why is it at 5 am i get the urges again
to write you silly love songs
behest
the urges to go
and buy four more
to quench my thirst
like today will be so different
and so it goes on and on
like I don't know the
days
numbered have my name
or any river
that flows on
and on
might change course
suddenly

this is what it is
and downstream is tomorrow
today is now
and so
I say again
how beautiful it is
to not worry
with such things