i used to count down

every ticking awake until the handle striked

though i’ve never liked my birthday

and i don’t say this for a day when things are otherwise

i’m just not particularly fond of a built idea

a fabrication of balloons and icing

festivities that are perhaps meant for me

don’t get me wrong

my enthusiasm remains

i’ll go to the park

watch the water sway

and get extra gummy bears on my frozen yogurt

i’ve just grown to let my birthday be my birthday

and nothing else

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