Life is good.

Driving

through

the falling

Louisiana

Texas

Arizona

skies

and life

right now

is larger

than any

self

delusion

brought on

by sorrowful

routine,

life

right now

is good.

 

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Morning musings.

In the morning
before the sun
when the birds speak
and the city wakes,
after a good night
of drink,
the cure all — water
by my bedside,
I listen
to the sweet symphony
in my guts.

Change.

It’s clear that you are trying.
But things have changed,
haven’t they?
You have changed.

And that’s a good thing,
change is good.

But it’s clear, from us
looking in
that you aren’t quite yourself
you aren’t quite as we remembered.

And if you are,
then clearly we too, have changed.

But we haven’t changed,
not really, in the sense
that your new found glory
has taken control.

And if I’m wrong, tell me.
Tell me something beyond common sense.

It’s crystal clear,
isn’t it?
Us know-it-alls, know it all.
So for now, you’re out of the club.

And that’s a good thing, rest,
because we all come back eventually.

a not too special little thought that’s as comforting as a freshly plucked sliver

I sit here and write.

If you read it, good.
If you don’t, fine.
If you like it, better.
If you don’t, that’s alright.

Either way I’ll sit here tomorrow and write.