Glace

in lifes pickles,
I've trickled..
one day
I may be not so
lucky and end up
in a bowl of chutney..
or worse..
of course..
Life is not
A pot of cherries..
it's a pot of snot..
with the odd
hiccup..
for going at it..
too fast, or too slow..
and choking on
your own gusto
or lack of.