release reminder

The drive here
and the café smell
and the cute guy chowing down at the drink pickup
 
got me thinking
 
we grab gazes for a second
he has a sharp nose
and wise bug-eyes
 
are you going in or just getting out?
 
Me
I’m going in
 
I resent the term
before-times
 
There’s no such thing
 
I’m not worried about how the night was
before the party died
and I refuse to fret
about the afterparty either
when to arrive and what to bring
 
No,
I have released all resistance
I drove to New Orleans  
without forgetting to breathe  
 
I unlocked my jaw  
with just a jiggle
No lockpick necessary
 
My breath sails me  
into each see-through minute
 
It all ebbs and flows  
and ebbs constantly
and that’s the only constant
 
I have released all resistance
Imma do my damn thing
and stop begging my life for change
 
I’m gonna build my sand castle
whether the tide is in or not
 
I will breathe
through Saturday afternoon,
all the way to the end of the world.