Day 1644, hindsight.

Some people

see a new future

ahead

~

with an obvious

dead end

in sight

~

as if your future

is no more

than your past

in hindsight

Day 1643, a lot.

It just comes

all

towards me

when I think of it

~

when I open

my eyes

and see it all

in front of me

~

I just need

to focus

on a cubic inch

of matter

at a time

~

and then

at the end

it lays all

clear

in parts

in front of me

Day 1641, wondering.

We can leave

our conscience

~

when we are naked

and all alone

~

wondering

in our minds

inner prairie

~

in search

for a place

to shelter

and

re

mi

nisce

our path

Day 1638, clown.

They say some clowns

clown

because they touch

sadness

with one hand

~

while you

only feel it

~

but some clowns

clown

without knowing

that there is

sadness

Day 1636, painful.

I don’t know why

I have to carry

this extra weight

~

my belt is useless now

except

for smacking you

in the face

mirror man

Day 1635, bite.

I have a collection

of tiny teeth

that all have

at one day

chewed on me

~

I picked them up

when I look down

~

I see no marks

but I think

they are on my back

because there it is

where it hurts

Day 1632, your face.

It looks

like I see

your face again

in everything

~

maybe

you disappear

when I open

the door

for a while

~

so you know

you can come in

Day 1631, turn.

I see

in front of me

a wall

and a ledge

but I can’t

reach it

~

I guess

you can see

a better future

from up there

~

I wonder

why I still

stare

at this grey

wall

Day 1629, HtwoO.

On our way

towards our need

~

we get distracted

by all the lushness

we see

~

and only later

do we drink

from the well

in the valley

where we linger

the water

that we need

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