How’m I gonna do it? Watch eight hours of television on my front lawn? Drink lemonade? Dance on Main Street in that swimsuit, the one I took from my sister three summers ago? Walk through every aisle at WalMart? Read books backwards, burn the evidence of yesteryear, dive into scores of packing peanuts? Sleep sideways, or upside down, or downside up? Water artificial flowers? Set the limbo bar a little lower, then crawl under a little swifter? Eat cake for every meal? Hitchhike across the universe? Write sonatas, draw photographs, make mom proud? Sleep?
Or…set it aside and walk away?
