Losing track of time. Can't turn on a dime. Unable to see the sublime.
Winding the creative clock.
Fluffing the pillar of the home.
The drift toward weakness.
Remembering the future.
Stranger to self-hatred.
The middle of the edge that borders on the feeling alleged.
Nope dope.
Things fitting together without the sound of a hammer.
"Ok! Who said what first?"
Second chance becoming first.
SPONTANEOUS
Stripped of the script,
Embraced by the unscripted,
My lip zipped till my mind,
Sifted, then lifted
Feeling the shift
From what was said
To the unsaid
Without dread of
What is to be said
So others can be led
Upstairs from despair
Nothing erroneous
About spontaneous.
Timeless patience for the distant instant.
Persuaded to listen.
Longing for the heat after the hot chocolate.
A redemptive act of obedience leading to a deeper peace. Be still more. Being still more. Becoming.
Glossing over the glossary.
Going back repeatedly to a previous point instead of pointing forward with a different attitude.
Failed courage.
A voice that often sounds like our own.