Daybreak and already the onslaught knocks on my headboard
To sleep is to ignore. I hit the snooze button.
Before long Michelle Norris reminds me of all that transpired while
I was dreaming about rubber duckies floating on tiny marshmallow waves.
Car bombs, personal trangressions of prominent world leaders,
The Englishman who ate a thousand nettles to prove he was a man
Remind me my dreaming self is gone.
Good morning world!
I brush my teeth in the utility sink and and have a nagging feeling I’m a failure.
Shit. The rest I do on automatic.
I put on the face expected and the attitude expected like a well worn mask.
Normalcy takes the reins…10am coffee break…taco truck lunch…back to the grind.
Michael Jackson died today and I feel sadder than expected, but tell no one.
Listened to Dirty Diana 4 times in a row on the train.
Looking out over the water as I cross the bridge
I consider Alfonsina Storni and that last fatal slow stroll into the sea
And wonder if I will ever want anything with that much conviction.
Then the sun hitting the water blinds me suddenly.
Sunshine is overrated, who wants to see this mess lit up anyway?
This moves me. I do hope your as dramatic as I. Should find the time to cross paths, passing over bridges.
ReplyDeleteAw man I screwed up that last response...Anyway, thanks for taking the time to read and appreciate. Most people don't have the patience or don't care; there are already too many words in the world...I'm glad it made you feel something. That's the ultimate compliment!
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