Every Next Experience

Remains adventurous,
To paraphrase Judy,
Whether you expect so

Or not, whether it’s new
Or not really—same old
Is never quite the same.

Like the protagonist
You know you are to you,
Say this to psych yourself

Up for whatever slog
Of joyless, frightening,
And/or potentially

Humiliating crap
You’re anticipating
Going through. If you can

Convince yourself, you think,
That life’s adventurous,
Always adventurous,

All things adventurous,
Well, that feels better, yes?
Funny you never ask

Why you’d want life to be
So damned adventurous.
Can’t you just get some peace?