summer solstice, midday
more determined
darkness at midday
hollers of disaster
shattered souls
blocking the sun
low-hanging
limbs of cloud
god in all his glory
hasn't the power
to rekindle this light
and i tethered
to the mercy of fate
rise from my desk
my keyboard
my comfort zone
take stock exhale
step off the edge
~
it isn't so nice is
it stepping
into another's introspection
~
still time enough to go for a walk around
the block stop at the bakery spend a little
hard earned money walk by the vietnamese
nail salon ukranian music studio all
amerian subway chinese dry cleaners restaurants
narrow stairways between stores leading
to what i can only imagine a walk after
lunch sit on a park bench face to the sun with
the other heliotropically inclined walk back
to work bring the sun along isn't that
better i acknowledge the homeless i've walked
around the refuse i've stepped around even
the needles the detritus i feel horror and
guilt i think of the human condition sad
tales my own condition i have choices choose dancing
with marketa sitting on the patio with colin's
grandfather i think you might prefer such
imagery who cares what i feel i feel everything
~
and no one cares about a measured
life and coffee spoons
~
mary ann and i were talking about 4th
of july plans she's headed
to salt lake city to see her two
brothers it's been too long she's excited
and a little trepidatious family
being what it i said we are going down
to big sur and santa cruz and
hopefully go whale watching which leaves
me a little trepidatious due to the physiological
effects of waves and motion on the
tummy nonetheless whale watching on the
4th of july sounds somehow inversely
patriotic whales being by nature neutral on
matters continental and i'm especially looking forward
to holiday traffic see i can be sarcastic there
may be more to me than dancing and
daydreaming about appetites though not
much more la la la la ti da
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