It is
kinda funny when you think about it,
How life
can flourish in a wasteland,
How great
beauty can coexist with utter shame,
How utopic
calm can be manifest,
When
trickles of brimstone are all the eye can see,
I think of
dreams and feel like grinning,
I think of
the world and start a rumble,
I think of
my past and know it could never get worse,
And look
at the future,
As I am
living it now,
I look at
my checklist and know am way off,
It’s been
two months,
Half of
this has been spent writing an anthology,
Mmmm
living,
10,000
words later and am no closer to building a buzz,
It’s
spelling out words but never experiencing the joy in speech,
Pining over
a picture but not quite drawing the memory,
Discovering
new facets of living every day,
But never
quite waiting to feel the warmth of the glow,
I fire up
a million and one strategies,
Ideas, deductions,
and fantasies,
But it’s all
still hazy,
Mmm living,
I know no
one’s watching so it’s dumb to do this,
But hey,
Don’t wait
up,
I think we’re
gonna be here a while.
@Job Kerry
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