he stumbled
and i turned around, walked away
it was supposed to be easy
and safe
and fun
and who cares
a temporary cardboard cutout
the exit door in sight and propped open
but i turned around, walked away
without a plan or a map or a clue
deep breath, close your eyes, jump
i don't know where i'm going
but oddly i don't feel lost
and i really don't know what i'm doing
but it's nice to breathe out
even though this, too, is temporary
as the calendar pages beat a path to somewhere
and i'm forced to turn around, walk away