In the green light, you've tried
And I wanted to hug you for about
seven seconds.
Asked many questions that bounced
off the tile, echoed shallow
and disappeared
A second strike at happiness
the time to claw for it
Drop of something
that drives you to write
This elixir that cements
your human mouth and seizes
your heart
as you cross the finish line.
Would it be enough to see
the line right there?
Is it worth clambering over others,
smashing your Asics into their
lower jaws? Tears spurt.
You can ask.
today's photo theme --
STATUS -- maybe i will pass
what first comes to mind
my SWF-ness
brave, rare, singled out, deprived
i couldn't catch truth
with a shot of my finger
pointing or empty
i couldn't claim "wed to Christ"
and come across genuine
rare? brave? and so what
just one but in him IN HIM
focus on the real
check filters, take in the light
that's your project for today
trimmed hedges, trimmed hearts
we are trees with different fruit
pruning for new growth
sweep, bright faces, lips
blurred squints and sky falling down
we're fighting on a playground
A single exercise in March
Will fill a drawer of shirts with starch.
Hoarding all the things unseen
Stumbling on the golden mean.
Waving "hallo", I'm unclean.
Hit the floor and I'm undone.
Fire hugging board and beam
Volumes, keepsakes, now agleam
Single whirlwind, golden scream
Dies away, a violent dream.
This violent dream that woke itself,
That sit's and cowers on the shelf
That needs a hut, it needs a light
Extinguish it, ah put it out.
Call him Randall, call him Scott
Call him Jake, or call him not.
Just build a wall before he comes.
Or grin and bear until he's done.