Sunday, September 07, 2008

the trouble with me

sky

sometimes

is that i want to
control
the world

sweet little
big
wonderful

wild and woolly
world

doesn't go that way

so:
what to do?

the usual:
find something interesting
to sense
in the moment

be alive to the possibilities
and the humor
of being
wrong

being right
is
such
a stiff
and sticky pedestal
on which
to try to live

ah,
me,

the failures
i've made

what cha
going to do???


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