Tuesday, June 11, 2019
a place i do not yet know
if a poem must be true
i say equanimity,
under i carry, inside,
doubt, restless energy
if i must be true
i smoke too much,
sleep too late
when i am blue
i do not look down,
i walk the tight rope
between hope and hope
when i put on my shoe
i know i made a step
before, i will follow
in its wake
if a poem can be true
i say the sound of rain
brings sweetness
and if this is true
i say a bird will call
me to a place
i do not yet know.
i say equanimity,
under i carry, inside,
doubt, restless energy
if i must be true
i smoke too much,
sleep too late
when i am blue
i do not look down,
i walk the tight rope
between hope and hope
when i put on my shoe
i know i made a step
before, i will follow
in its wake
if a poem can be true
i say the sound of rain
brings sweetness
and if this is true
i say a bird will call
me to a place
i do not yet know.
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