Contemplations

I used to contemplate

Making it illegal to be mean

When I was young and hopeful

That the hearts and whims of evil men

Might respond to legislation.

I used to contemplate

That if I spun around just fast enough

I’d fly and leave my problems

On the ground.  But I’ve since gained

Too much weight for that.

I used to contemplate

The dead would rise and

Try to hurt me in some way

Before I realized they were gone for good,

And I’d take zombies over nothingness.

I used to contemplate.

And now I know.