30 Poems in 30 Days

doing something for the last time

That Dark Street, My Mind

Some things I anticipate

doing for the last time

like seeing the surgeon

hearing him say, "Good!"

with that lovely smile

as if I've done well

done him proud - let him know

some work is worthwhile

or driving my Echo-nomical

car before selling it, relishing

saying goodbye to memorable trips

the cost of registration, insurance

and the possibility of speeding fines

but others I dread in advance:

saying goodnight, see you in the morning

to Mum, waking up to the lie

hurtling down the highway

flying interstate, walking down

a dark street