Saturday, July 21, 2012

Losing sight

Looking for a way-- to be me
not like I am now

A way to not have to survive
but rather thrive

Not to rush to work
like I am now
just so I can buy food

water, electri-
city, several flavors of gas
and the latest distraction

Rather I want
to labor over real work,
in love, paint, clay, words-- or any art
or just passion
even be it in-- just-- sitting still
like I am not now

so long as it is alive
a wonderland
I don't just-- wonder about
like I am now

To be a bird
eating the best seed and flying high
not stealing bread in a fast food drive through
like I am now

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