quantum leap.

y'know, neighbors,
i could've taken today off from composing
my misguided missives of massive misgivings.
i mean,
it's not even a real day.
but that's not worthy warrior poetry,
worsted through unweatherable wear and tear,
now is it?
nope.
so here we are, instead.
LEAP DAY.
the 29th.
it is to february what neil young is
to crosby, stills, and nash.
which is to say:
the most expert part.
except,
i pretty much wasted this whole F*ing day.
awwwwwwwwwwwwww, man.
c'mon.
take it easy,
i already told y'all
it's not even a real day.
i just spanned an invisible gap in the timestream,
waiting until tomorrow's opportunity
to refresh some luck,
and reinvigorate the nutrients of an impending springtime.
don't worry,
we've got raging stormswept snow activation
looking to smother any sap-strapping syrup
with a whole lot of ma nature's special blend of helping.
uh-huh.
another 'nother day off,
over and out.
another month gone by.
there just never seems to be a shortage of all of this.
it's happening,
and even consciousless objectors can't stop
participating in real life's big action.
wallflowers and waterbabies notwithstanding,
we're still part of it.
even the people trying to sell me something
readily admit that today,
life IS pain.
i misspoke, perhaps?
"to blathe", y'all.
i think that's what i must have said;
never quiet, never soft.....