It’s all fine and good
just a normal day
with the sun out
and the neighborhood quiet
nobody working
nobody driving
nobody yelling
comfy under the blanket
until you do
wha you’ve done a million times
and there’s a crack
and then a leak
oh no it’s a gusher
and you don’t know any longer
and the sunny day goes jittery white
and the quiet hides under the phone
and you got to the diagnosis place
and sit a long spell
with the worry
and anxiety
and the waiting
till you hear your name and get an idea what happened
and try to feel okay about the answer
but still
tomorrow it may again leak
and now the day is gone
and less quiet
and comfy