I took a nap with my back to the sun
so I could be warmed by it
but not burned.

I sat down next to a stranger
but didn’t engage
so I could
feel the thrill of discomfort
wrapped in a silent cocoon.

I went for a walk in the park
but ran
so I could get to the end more quickly.
I wanted to know the good parts.
I wanted the bow that ties it all up.
Where is my bow?

I took the long way home
so I could be anonymous
I mean autonomous
for as long as possible.

I listened to classic rock on the
radio, then switched it mid-
song to alternative, then soul,
then rubbed my stomach and
patted my head at the same
time while accelerating
through a yellow light.

There are orange cones
everywhere,
construction zones.
I need some for my body.
Under construction,
building for a better tomorrow.