Seems like this is the hardest thing for me.
It seems to be a shape-shifter;
Once I know what it looks like,
It’s there and then it’s
I can give up sugar and meat
Read a book knit a sweater watch three episodes of Call the Midwife
Sleep on your left shoulder
Or curled up around my pillows
Swear off bourbon
Clean all of the bathrooms and organize every drawer.
It’s still there.
And then it’s gone.