I take each moment under the microscope–
Divide, maybe conquer. Each nerve
Exposed to information, blind to pain, deaf to excuses, mindful, cynical, analytical.
Competition graded my reflexes into smoothed highways.
Ready to transport actions, transition to new positions, and
Pounce on opportunities. I think about
What could possibly be said to make the most
Of my situation–only saying it when my gain is peaked.
And when I talk to you, understand–
Each moment, I’m trying to coolly, comfortably,
Un-pressingly, steadily, considerately, clinically,
Comically get you into bed, backseat, bathroom…
You’ll keep coming back, because everyone else is too–
Too obvious, too redundant.