Miles Of Warm Hearts

Feeling everything from every direction,
A welcome mat I never bought,
You say come in,
You don’t speak a word to me – never,
Whether you were ever here to begin with is yet to be determined,
And my being drifts into imagination,
Stories you inhabit,
Imaginary tales you never told,
Telling myself stories I’ll never write,
You know,
You did enough for me to write forever,
You’re never far away,
You’re never too close,
You’re the reason,
I walk,
I crawl,
Your memory crushes,
Within,
Miles upon miles of hearts I stole.

Karma Racking

 

Indelicate little mind,

You’ve settled in between,

Choices of courage,

Dangled from the mistakes we knew we were making,

In taking this on autopilot,

The road less traveled I always took,

Dead ends every time,

Suffered and restructured little soul,

Too big for your britches,

Painting stories against the grain,

But few people enjoy splinters,

They’re not like you and me,

Using a needle to set it free,

Then stitching each other up,

You can only go so far,

All sewn up,

Threads unravel,

Then they shred,

Until all you have left,

Is the safety in-between,

Active re-collector,

How time has left you behind,

Tramping through the land of the blind,

At all you’ve seen,

With the entourage of your mind,

Doesn’t mean a thing,

When too much is at stake,

With time,

This time,

Karma racking.

Smile of demise.

Of all the things we’ve survived,

On the road to our demise,

I miss your wild antic smile,

It got me everytime.

My Childhood friend named Struggle.

Yesterday an agent rejected my manuscript citing, “I couldn’t get passed the first 50 pages because there is no point.”  As disappointing as this was it wasn’t too surprising because the overarching theme in my life is struggle without any connective purpose.  Might I mention, my manuscript is a memoir.

If I were Alanis Morissette and writing IRONIC, I would write the lyric, “It’s like buying a new house and getting a property tax increase before the first mortgage payment.”  It’s a good thing I didn’t learn the definition of Irony from her, rather I learned it from the movie Reality Bites; a little too ironic, don’t you think?

The cycle of life is fascinating, isn’t it?  Sometimes I hear that George Bernard Shaw quote, “Youth is wasted on the young,” and then I hear some artists wax about the possibility of more stories of youth because as an adult we take fewer chances.  How about spending nine years working on a career to finally arrive just to have the economy boot you back to hourly wages like nine years back. 

The energy you put into life you get back, Karma as it is called.  I believe it, really I do.  I throw more energy balls than many people I know, but lately every time I manifest I just hear my boss’ laugh when I asked her for a promotion.  

Maybe I should have taken my wife up on the offer to move into the rainforest of Maui and just live off our fruit stand?!  As the 25th President (William McKinley) of our broken country said, “We need Hawaii just as much and a good deal more than we did California.  It’s Manifest Destiny.” 

“Manifest plainness,
Embrace simplicity,
Reduce Selfishness,
Have few desires.”
                  Lao-Tzu

 

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