Shifting

Sitting heavily outside 

at the corner of Library and Market, 

the skin of my ass slightly stuck 

to the Italian wool fabric of my pants.

(shifting)

 - still stuck...underwear, 

then what’s the purpose?  

I’m reminded that the world I imagine 

is far bigger than the one I’m actually in…  

People smile at me

when I’m in this world

but they are saying to themselves,

“...mine’s bigger than his, he should get in…” 

There's not enough room on earth, 

for everyone to get the world they imagine...

if they do,

all but one of us will be pushed off the edge.

Her Poem

It’s okay to let me go

For a moment to journey alone

To bear the torment once again

but I promise I’ll come home.

I’ve no fear of going back

Just to reminisce

A fleeting glance, a word perchance

Or just an awkward kiss.

With all I’d note, I’d understand

that home is cradled in giving hands.

That all we’d ever hope to see

Is cloaked with self discovery.

That every mistake I’d ever made

was a star placed in the sky

patterns for the journey back

flickering in your eyes.

And though it seems I’ll walk away

It’s only then I’d see

All the tears I’d saved back then,

Had I seen you walking toward me.

Dance and the Dancer

Life lies in state beneath my fingertips,
Held at bay by the stay of my hand.
Poised in the breeze
As the weight on the keys,
Starts to tap out the song of a man.

That sparks a light in this torpid gray matter
Stirring an earth bound chance for
My soul to repose
And my pen to compose
A dance, for life as the dancer.

Get Offer Cheeze Mine

Priorities

Our true purpose lures most strongly from the shores, when we are caught in the clutching current of the routine. so go ahead, be late for that staff meeting...

is is as is

I'm uncertain of any connection between seasoned kelp and fugue.

...he is not

I looked at all the details, and I did not see the devil

regrets

The only regrets in life originate from poor spelling and picking up pennies heads down.

Mathematics of happiness:

The time spent regretting yesterday, is only balanced by a longing to change tomorrow.  Funny thing about life right now, is that it can seem only half fulfilled between what just happened and what will happen next.  Why are you smiling?  I fail to see the humor in that.   

Assuming a gaussian distribution, there is a high likelihood that the real answer is in the middle - the joy of the "now" depends on where you set the variance of the before and after. I mean to say,

...it's important to remain absolutely certain throughout your life...but one moment at a time.