if timing
were like rhyming
i'd be so slick
with the quick
it'd make you sick
how fast you'd fall
for me
like the apple
comes right off the tree

if timing
were like climbing
i'd grab the nearest rock i could
go higher than i thought i could
use strength i never knew i had
it'd never have to be this bad

if timing had an explanation
would we worry about expiration
would we find another fascination
would we tell ourselves to be more patient?