Labor Day

I want to cross the street and have cars catapult around me

Mass destruction like wouldn't you know it

I want my steps to echo the pavement

And for the world to swerve around me

But I walk and nothing happens

I am such a horrible awful jerk

I refuse pets

I refuse animals

Because I refuse to get another

Because that feels like replacing her

And so I won't do it

But there are all these animals out there

Fall is here and I fight nostalgia with every step

I am falling into the colored leaves like a child with crayons filled them in

The slightest cool breeze knocks me over

I love this time of year