Momentum

I will try

to do the things I have a hard time remembering to do:

to call, to write, to answer those texts

   I will try

to see the good in this moment,

the daughter calling out her dad in front of a tour group, for repeating to her a story he already told her that same trip,

       I will try

not to explode at this petty fight between two brothers over who stole whose cell phone charger

           I will try 

not to ridicule the one who found it in their own bag

             I will try

to look past that question just asked me,

it was awkward and insensitive but I am flawed as well

                I will try

to keep reaching out,

it’s not easy to be consistent but common history is precious,

shared layers are

a window into the past and future,

                  I will try 

not to tell what is wrong with this inaction,

let it’s memory leave a deep scratch along my forearm so I can see it and jump faster next time 

                    I will try

to keep trying

even when it hurts, my eyelids are heavy, and I already know where the pot holes will sneak out and bite me in end.