Always keep some potential
ahead of you
you never know
when you might run out

I’ve known too many people
who’ve peaked at thirteen
that’s a long skidmark

I start over every morning
sometimes I don’t start
jumpstarted by a key
attached to an alarm clock

I nibble on that potential
in moments on the job
that stare often takes me
unaware lost for hours

I’d suck on your potential
I’d piss on your regrets
or we could keep it in the air
for a number of years