Untethered
- carriebee
- Oct 12
- 1 min read
It seems I might miss being tethered to
The tyranny and bliss of the schedule
Trips to the grocery store, walks with the Snugli
Meticulously timed and spaced
Do I make cookies today
Or scones?
We’ve got 45 minutes until nap number two
On our regular walk
A circuit through the winding streets of the
Blue-collar 20th century
I cradle your head and back
The steps soothe my racing thoughts
I tell myself that this will soon be over
The oppression and panic
The transcendence
I cross the empty field to the school
An oasis under the roar of jets
Walking in time with Donovan
Hurrying to beat the clock
But I fear the next time we come here
Will be a years down the path
The schedule frayed
Untethering me
For RKL