i never had it so good

for instance today

like last saturday

in the morning
i'll buy you a large coffee
and a croissant 

at the french cafe

down the street 

with locals 

and tourists

you won't remember

to ask until we get to 

the boutique just like

every saturday morning 

there's the same plane

flying north and 

the same strong sun

and hint of breeze

then i'll give you

the coffee and croissant

with a zarf on the drink 

& some added cream

i'll drive to the library

just like last time

and get new art books

i tried my whole life

to become something 

like every sports car

i see with the top down

i thought wanted 

what i could imagine 

and there could be

no unhappiness

in plotting

no regret in

gilding the lilly 

no regret dooming

my enemies 

now in this life

i know what 

saturday is like 

every saturday

has nothing to do

with conquering 

or getting even 

settling scores

i see so many

with a distant

look in their eyes

i never had it so good