all the words are wrong

—

sullen isn’t the word.

embittered, perhaps,

or chagrined

might be closer.

beaten down but determined

to press on –

faltering but not fallen –

no, sullen is not

what i am.

nor am i morose.

but i am close to that morass.

just one day without

calamity, that is all

i ask.

 

—

 

GJK

25JUN12

 

behind us

—

i have noticed a change in me

and i have noticed a change in you

—

we seem to be brighter

and more buoyant,

we seem less distressed

when things go foul

—

or when chaos runs amok.

—

like today, when our lunch plans

got fucked up, we didn’t rant

and rave or behave like

little children

—

we simply bore it

for a minute

then let it

disappear.

—

trouble?

no, there is no trouble.

—

only one errant thread

in the blanket

that is us

—

only one speck

on the lens

of our life.

—

we are full of light,

you and i

—

and we have left

the despair and ennui

behind us.

—　

　

GJK

11OCT10