When the high of normal
The drunkenness of sobrietyThe up of the down
Kicks in
Like this cold-weather front
Breaking the baking heat with one
Tablespoon serving of fresh English rain
Before the heat haze fires up again
Gable-ending my summer of sin
I’d like to take a moment to think about
How life is passing by much quicker than I thought
Or it ought
The time-keeper, decoupled from our version of golden riches
Cannot be bought
And one more moment, I’ll take
To commit to submit to Him that His might, through me, makes me stronger
Then back to the now
All time-outs can only be two moments
No longer
gK