“Let it go, Michael!”

/ Kait King



Life looks
pretty bleak
If you’re a resistant
control freak
Nothing ever goes
as it’s s’posed to
See it’s up to the Universe
if it chose to
Nothing lasts forever
You’ll never be that clever
To beat the hand of Fate
Before you choose
and it’s way too late
Nothing ever
stays the same
You shouldn’t be
afraid of change
If you dig your toes in
and won’t budge
Or if you stay angry,
hold a grudge
Life looks pretty bleak
If you’re a control freak
I would imagine
intense anxiety
when you can’t make things
as you want them to be
And an obsessive,
over-busy mind
That’s never easy
to unwind
So you find something else
to get it fixed
But now –
you look drugged…
Not happy,
in those pics

© Kait King, 2016

38 thoughts on ““Let it go, Michael!””

  16. Wonderful poetry as always. Picture this I’m smoking but the smoke goes in my eyes, you mind if I take it out of my mouth? You do, shoot it makes me look like a complete druggy fool! Yes smoking is for fools (I did it for decades until 2010). Take care Kait and don’t let them grind you into submission xoxo

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