tattered up book
and notebook
carried along
in bag
I grab for them
to make
use of them
as often
as possible
throughout the
day
to take shelter
from mainstream
radio trying
to tell me
exactly what
to think
to take shelter
of the idea
that there
is an inner
self
waiting to
speak up
I cover the
page in ink
try to get through
to what is
really
on my mind
I see myself
I see
this idea
is solid
an inner
person
older
wiser
I’m glad I have more going on right now. it helps put things in perspective that these current problems are actually quite petty and there’s so much going on in the world that demands a more serious participation. what is that supposed to mean? it means for now, I’m distracted, cooled down. it will get worse again, but it’s funny, I suspect I will face it with a smirk, or even bust out laughing. I will report on this as it happens, like a good news caster, dedicated. a writer should be like that, writing a hell of a lot, small thoughts, waiting for the big thoughts. writing out the arguments, getting pissed, getting calm. the page should be full of ink with little blank untouched spaces left. sell these in galleries like people buy from farmer’s markets. I think I will bust out laughing. I think about strength all the time, and how to apply it. it is always put to the test. if someone disagrees with you, be strong enough to hear it – you don’t have to flip out and “retaliate” because someone sees something differently.
the flower
opens up
slowly
takes
its time
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