If I could have had it every day
I wouldn't have wanted it anyway
This wasn't on my wish list or my maybe-someday scrapbook of the memories I plan
It was on a silver platter
Before I was even hungry
Not that it matters
From here
Can't blame the mouse for the cat game it plays
But you keep building up just to tear down
Into the process and not the result
And I will not be demolished

(Winter '05)