APPLE CIDER VINEGAR

I drank my Apple cider vinegar and water this morning

My hopeful menopausal-weight-loss-miracle

The smell of dying Easter Eggs

45 years ago

Those memories clearer

Than the past 24 hours

Bright Yellow Vibrant

Warm glowing embers

The brisk slap of fog across my face

Hair damp from rolling around in dewy fields

Tall grass Tiny worlds 

Until the farmers tilled the fields

Belly aching laughter

Unorganized days

Where time was real

Before it was wound too tight

No baggage

Only now

Now Now Now

No past, no future

Just Now

Running, running running

Running nowhere

Unaware the invisible walkway was moving forward

That time was not forever

But was a promise being broken

The vinegar that gave the hopeful egg it’s lasting color

Is left for my stagnation

Go dye an egg I think

Why wait for a holiday

There are no rules

There is no bedtime