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This is a simple celebration.Take a moment,bask in the absurdity of irrelevant triumph.A random Thursday’s glorysmiles forward.Toss me your hat.

One thousand eyeslookingone thousand directions.To each a threadaffixed to the brainstretching attentionthis way and thatuntil deformation.Triage is a tornadotossing each around the dayand hoping nothing falls.And the constant discontentof being unableto fully committo all but the minimum,with the knowledge of being able to do better,yet unablenow.Worse stillis the oozecoating leisure.Moments of stillnessunallowedby the remaining threads.DisassociationContinue reading “Casually Distracted”

It begins with a seedplacedwhere it may succeed.In a momentit decides,”Yes, here I can growuntil I die.”The ultimate decision;finalitydecided at onset.A whole liferootedhere.No knowledge of possibility.No possibility of change.Trustseededwith impossibilityof regret.And to take that chosen spotand bring as much beautyas potential allows.I suspectwe are more plantthan we pretend.The momentum of birthis a powerful seed.Although leggedandContinue reading “Photosynthesis”

Illness,such as it is,has been a museif nothing else.Though there is a linewhere pasteven impassioned desire falters.I found it.Finally, I’m feeling more myselfand can returnto this.I feel the yin yang’scurse.Overwhelming blessingtemperedwith persistent remindersof mortality.It seems I am unableto have onewithoutthe other.”Such is the way,such is the truth,”it is said.I’ve never put faithin such superstition,though itContinue reading “Hiatus (In need of practice)”

A particular brand of melancholyfollowsoccasionally.I’ve never figured outif it is internalor external.It comesand goeslike the moon.Perhaps it isthe moon?I think of thosepeoplethat say things like,”retrograde”and so on.They have decidedthat it isn’tinternalso they look elsewhere.Up.I don’t suppose I can blame them.I don’t particularly want to be blamedfor myself.The ego dislikes.Should I, too, lookupfor blame?I don’t thinkContinue reading “It’s probably just the moon”

It is a super Friday!One million things to doand a million moreto look forward to.Hard workfinallyreturning fruition,adventure,escape.These anticipatory momentsdullincessant aches.Plans long dormant,still,awaken.A new sliver of earth awaitsmy greedy eyes.

Did you ever hearSum41back in the day?”Waking up is hard to do.”It was never my favoritebut the messageis timeless.I wakeregularlyin pain.Clawing, pressure,overwhelming brightness.It’s notjust hard to do.If I am luckyit is normalsleep inertia;tirenessand sadnessto leave the comfort.Instead,pain.Butthe ultimate juxtapositionto hearnaked stepson the stairwishing good mornings.Slender leaning acrossto let in the light.I reacha soft graspto smoothContinue reading “An ode to morning”

People wanta perfect solution;one to rule them all.I wanta perfect solution;one ring.There’s a simpleeleganceto this.But the world,the human worldis rarely soelegant.Insteadit is a mirage,beautifulfrom afar; yet nearer,so many tiny sandgrainsslip through fingerslike so manytiny failed pills.The day still movesperfect or otherwise.My bread riseswith the day’sconcerning heatas the dog[im]patientlyreminds methat it’s timeto worryno more, outside.I’ve proposedandContinue reading “[Im]perfect”

Sun blindingsnows promisedamp trailsfor our muddy paws.It looks warmer than it is;still slickdemanding patience.Yetthe flowers insidebloomed all winter.Through the windowspying something,perhaps nothingthough worth a look.Fresh movements, assmaller birdsreturn.Friends of Jayrry?Likely!Filaments,rivulets tricklethe first soundsof my favorite sounds;springs’ birth.The days angle higher,a simple pleasureto play tonightin the light.Winter’s test passedagain, againeach more challengingthan the last.Through seasons’ newContinue reading “Spring Practice”

In response to a particular musing, “Why do I only write depressing things?” It is, mayhap, because I lack the skill to do otherwise. Among my many abilities, however, is the one from which I take no small amount of pride: learning. So here we plant a flag to commit to learning otherwise, however theContinue reading “Soft Commitment”