I set the margins of my life too low
Everything is scripted
Every moment
Every emotion
But every second
Falls flat
On its face
And I’m looking at the font
Upside down
So it doesn’t look like times new roman anymore
Its more like apple symbol
Unreadable
Difficult
Impossible

Like I thought I had the stage set perfectly
Rooftop romance
Too fast for us to grasp
Slow down
Panting
Begging
Pleading
But then
We just sit
And we ponder
The mundane details
Of our lives

The greater picture looks so grand
But we get caught up in the details
Every letter
Every sentence
Every mark of punctuation
Picture perfect
Yet utterly
unecessary