Everyday

every day
you feel it slipping
away
slowly
sadly
silently

every day
you wake up with
a little less hair
confidence
and life
as continental drift
takes you
one step closer
to Vegas
even while you’re
having a shit

every day
the ocean rises a little
and still can’t drown
the swarming
scum above and
every day
some fireball blazes
across space
a few thousand miles closer
to your mirror
and matching
shoes & belt
but not enough to scare
the few thousand
that have starved
in the meantime

every day
in every way
and just like you
I wake up
a little bit less
compassionate

Into starlight.