venturing forth into the day’s prose
finding footholds in the cracks
clouds contain the sirens sound
bouncing against the hill and back
aches and hopes fill joints to bursting
until each moment gives up what it lacks
find the joys hidden throughout the day
then hit the road home, jack
gravel grit soreness
scraped through the tiny passages
bone aching through skin
sliding nausea down an unwilling throat
unwelcome it bounces back up
pain puddles in eye hollows
under cheeks ridges
residing in the trail of muscle gliding down the spine
tasting of disturbed lungs
one aural cavity closed
sealing the sounds to the skull’s other side
a longing for sleep
curled in the deep, warm recesses of unconsciousness
hearing the wind scatter it’s tears on the windows
chasing the unpleasantness
hot tea melts a bit of it away
highlighting the tiniest stars
beneath glorious laughter
strong currents run
boldly touching bridge bottoms
I have been waiting
to see this place again.
I had to wander off
to miss it
to feel the ebb of life without.
This feels good.
I was having a great deal of difficulty with wordpress for the last month or two, so i had sort of given up. Not really give up as much as forgetting to check to see if it had been fixed every day. Then POW! I remembered a couple days ago, while trying to figure out my funk (been just off for a bit, then realized I hadn’t been writing!) and when i checked this morning, all was well again.
Missed it and y’all!