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| Battle my own hurricanes and floods daily. But none claim to see them because life is a sunny day on their side from that sunny perspective. Lilies leap from lions' mouths. Weeds wither within the octopus' grasp in calm green and good brown wood, damped by light rain. Lingering leaves take a tumble, dry and crumble like me, matted to the side of this edifice. Wonder how long before someone notices I'm stuck to the stucco for years. Might not be catastrophes to you. But if you bend low, look into deep recesses, a weathered one is clinging desperately. And with two fingers, could spare me in this dehydrating, lingering season. 8.29.21 Think about others? Hmm. While I'm stuck here? Might result in freeing tears. Though, I wonder why I would weep alone when none weep for me? Not bitter. Confused how we need to visualize one another's storms to prove we are worthy of acceptance like love before dying. I can re-attune when I have time to stomach all I consume that abounds. Spare me pity like the tar re-applying me to this house I'm affixed. That dude has a bad attitude, because...? I think I'd make a good agnostic, if I didn't believe, ironically, in that approach. I would never take away from others what they feel as sorrow or happiness. I would, however, like to educate the ignorant to openly listen, if their emotions would allow objectivity. The pretty colors of the paint applied might be bright, but the image is a dour depiction of a condition we all live with but some choose to ignore in favor of pastels. Maybe, my opinion is not fully (in)formed. Still working on that. I might run out of time. There's always the prescription pads and ink to fill pens with signatories and pharmacies to complete our transactions, to enlighten or desensitize as needed these conditions that inform our emotions. Why do I bother to write? I'm tunneling through darkness for hints of light. My eyes tell me misdirect and I dive deep again, time after time. |
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