The future hovers high

above our heads and it's impossible

to tell if it's a hawk or a lark,

but all the previous such flocks -

whether deliverers of the long-distance months

or those croaking their divine intervention doubts,

made our heads resistant to what-awaits-us-next migraine.

And it's OK if soon

your lexicon on me

undergoes an alteration

when gorgeous becomes cute

and cool takes over clever

as long as we still double every laugh

and share what's tough.