Our Old Pal Ovaltine
Our old pal Ovaltine tells us
time’s a-wasting. Get moving on
those life lessons we’re stuck on
or ignoring. He knows, God bless
him, he’s checking his watch as the
minutes count down on the hunt for
the good life: joy, prosperity,
love, a bungee jump, a bucket
list, things you’d do once if you can
do them twice, the hundred things you
should do before you die, pleasure,
risk, ooh la la, sliding into
the grave with chocolate in one
hand and a martini in the
other, the clichéd shite people
write about, and, unlike us, are
doing, actively, mindfully.
We’re afraid of complacency,
we tell our old pal Ovaltine,
who’s free-falling into naptime
or stupor, hard to tell which.
You should have pursued adventure
whether you wanted it or not,
he yawns, slipping contentedly
into past tense. We squint, we still
recognise him. But we panic.
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