Timing Is Everything…

Something clicks, then
Sticks–
Life picks its moment and
Throws you to your knees…
No one sees the inner struggle, the
Sad attempt to juggle the outside
And the in. But then again, if they did
Who’d believe it?

You say I am the funny one,
The effervescent, sunny one, but perhaps
Underneath it all
All my knots have come undone
And laughter is the final thread
Holding me together, keeping me
From splitting. Don’t pull too hard; I will
Unravel, and you’ll be left with nothing but yarns
Coiled upon the gravel…