you still put one foot in front of the other.
the day may be new but the habits are old.
routines and patterns and the days in and days out.
it’s hard to forget which direction
your head was turned five minutes ago.
this afternoon was warm again
for last month’s sake
and for one fleeting second
i felt as though our summer wasn’t
a timid excuse for the previous year.
it’s november, and I still can’t take this costume off.