every day however i see it and allow myself to enter it with grace

every day however i see it and allow myself to enter it with grace
becomes that absolute solace of ‘everything is new’ but acting so seals the deal
.
no matter what this is the first day of all the days and my lack of mental control
makes it seem like a bouncy house i blame you for the turmoil
.
later of course i love everyone like the statues of beings that love
i have…