Calendars fall from
Vibrating walls
Hear fireworks in the distance
I sit alone on my patio
Trying to find some resistance
To feeling cold and alone
Usually I’d be out with friends
Had a boyfriend for years
So I always had someone to kiss
And I can honestly say I do not miss
One bit of dressing up or
Making small talk over
Warm ranch dip
No
It’s fitting I start a new
Number on these pages alone
Hang a new calendar
New instructions
Make life my own
All this negativity can happily leave
Instructions
Day one:
Just Breathe

~kb