White Picket Fence

White Picket Fence

By

Nathan Caleb Camerer

Life

What you want

And what you need

Are seldom the same

The “Man” with a plan

Destiny

Freewill

Karma

Call it what you will

Bullshit

Maybe

Depends on what you want

Depends on what you need

Never the same

Those two little words

They fucking suck

Sometimes

My wants

My needs

Aren’t that different

Are they?

A wife

Kids

A cat

A dog

A house with a white picket fence

My “Life Plan,” circa 1997

Marriage at 25

First kid at 28

Second kid at 32

33 is just around the corner

None of those things have happened

Never will

I guess my needs and wants

Are different

My one shot

It was wasted

And it came too late

Maybe

Too many left turns

Too many adventures

Too many good times

And now you’re gone

Moved on

Moved away

Or have you?

Is it too late?

Can I save my plan?

Can we still be a family?

Can I be good enough for you?

The “Man” with a plan

Destiny

Freewill

Karma

They are in control

Wait and see

I suppose

Wait and see

If I get my white picket fence

And if I get it with you