It's amazing how clear things become, like waking up and realizing you have been asleep.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Untitled [Bee]

One foot in front of the other
one step and then the next
Pat pat,
pat pat, plot
Why is it so noisy in my head?
back to the beginning
to the womb
something went wrong here
something eternal yet untrue
Everlasting uncertainty
no wonder the children are droll
Pat pat,
pat pat
tired from the journey
so far yet to go
hope rising like smoke on the horizon
no destination
no moral overtones
no plot
There is a bee in the bedroom my dear
don’t look at me like that.

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