no clear path
something is wrong
I don't know what it is
but I don't want to be anywhere today
in the kitchen I'm standing and
the cat is sitting it's as if we're
both caught in time
the walls are orange and light hums
smoothly from so many fancy lamps
one is a towering structure
one an upside down wine glass
in another room black and pink walls collide
and now I miss the past
after a veggie sub I feel a little better.
mom fed the fish,
my friends are here,
and it's Saturday so everyone's good
I don't see any clear path though,
and where it went I couldn't say
my mind seems to have a blank spot
where normally there would be a way
(the learning curve is tired of being ridden,
and bucks me off to the side)
If I want nothing, am I not unbound?
“throw some jazz into her smooth open hand”
welcome to the welcome mat,
and on top of that one,
another welcome mat.
I never know how to use other people's electronics,
and it occurs to me, “why am I like that?”
~
2006 - 2012