The Day

Just before nothing was planned,

just

a day, a regular one. 

tasks that must be 

completed but,

were done 

running

beside me only

time.

Look at you all chipper,

Care for me won’t you?

Caress me, while you bathe in 

The spirit in which you’ve given me.

Take me to go.

Go, take me

Too much is,

un-done.

You see, I’m more now;

aid me, take me over in the way you did to Picard that first time on Riza!

Ah yes wouldn’t that be 

wonderful 

a day where

I 

am

you

While you just pretend.

Just before anything was

Planned just a regular old

One that was almost identical 

to the last.