On the other side of midnight, it's a business of the unusual. Time has passed away, out of my grasp. There instead lies the problem of what I said and did not do, to claim a moment to reassure myself of my capable health. Give me strength to carry on within this mystery, before we're gone.
It happens soon enough, nobody's fault... to a portfolio of poor folk we know. A promise or two a year, we fall behind into a clear loss of follow through. Still we pretend our paths do lie in one set direction. Unwavering in an unrelenting tide, we have only died on the inside. But... whoever or whatever I'm praying to these days, please help me along the empathetic walk. I move through a series of loosely articulated lives, no judgment passed on the way. It will help to distract me for today, for when it gets too insane and hectic to connect it. I could be dreaming too hard and not working hard enough. These days my mantra is tied up in three small words: just do it. Because when I become lost in all of my dreaming and pondering meaning, there is only one simple truth to choose, and far too little time to lose. But... whoever or whatever I'm praying to these days, please help me along the empathetic walk. I move through a series of loosely articulated lives, no judgment passed on the way. It will help to distract me for today, for when it gets too insane and hectic to connect it.
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