justwrite 23 october

wedged on a ledge the window hindering the view and the truth too loose to be set free already we have hedged our bets but what comes next is unexpected might not have been elected with the ballot box talking might again be balking at those other states of grace chasing the air and making the wind just sinking to swim again and again stranding reality in a caverny expanse entranced by the moonlight spilling right into the kitchen fill and fine filtered in unheated greetings each unheeded meeting between my mind and the unwinding sense of reality creates this duality there’s an expectation that I’ll unite these nations these systems the circulatory the nervous digesting all those signals and bringing me up out of bodybag slump a lazy lump giving away energy for free but you see the other side is just melting in the swelter of self-defeat you can’t beat yourself so you just can’t win can’t trim that turkey without any lace no cranberry sauce embossing the tablecloth after all the guests have scattered like crumbs numbly humming in the walkaway hallway where have all the answers gone just get up and go do it just run toward running and not away just stay on one of those tracks collapsing though it may be it’s easy storage and the glory of self-discovery plus the details of the setting are more than worth betting those extra seconds of sleep against I’ve advanced the notion and I’m waiting for the answer dancing in the daybreak quite a mistake to say it’d be easy but I can’t freeze me out of my own scene without meaning to try harder and doing it too