my first baseball game
it's felt like forever
since my dad told me
about the game
it's only been a week
can't wait to eat all the ice cream
and hot dogs I can fit in my tummy
gotta bring my mitt to catch a foul ball
my son's first baseball game
excited for him to experience
the huge stadium
crack of the bat
his first ballgame hotdog
getting him his first jersey
my dad did this for me
Sitting down in a movie theater
looking around in anticipation
for the arrival of the others
one problem
i'm the only one here
who cares if I am alone
the others are missing out
An old man sitting at a diner alone
phone propped up on the salt n pepper shakers
grin as wide as his face
taking a bite out of his pot roast
gravy drips onto his shirt
refusing to drop his eyes from the phone
he grabs his napkin
dipping it in water
wiping the gravy off his shirt
want and need to get out of bed
but my battery level is near dry
caffeine fighting a losing battle
got to overcome the rust in my bones
and the mold permeating my mind
cover myself again with my blanket
i'll try again tomorrow
sitting alone in my bedroom
bright ceiling lighting
fighting against my dark mood
buzzing of electricity the only audible sound
against my deep breaths
in my head
the constant chatter of memories
and what ifs fight for my attention
for what feels like a few seconds