Tripping up the stairs.

I'm graduating high school in a couple days.

This measured cycle

is coming to a close

timed and done

ripe and ready

I know what unit is to follow

but starting a foreign pod of life

with but the vaguest of outlines

hints and expectations

ideals and statistics

is unnerving--too frightening

to collect my thoughts for pennies

that fall as I trip up the stairs

like the waters of change.