Core

Oh you know…
Sometimes you just wanna

walk and see the big dark space of empty and step right into it.
To fall right into core of the planet.
Because that’s the easy.

To stack the apple cores on hangers and breach their seedy contract.

Just mean something.
Come on.

Pull up your swagger and launch your soapy mouth into the air we don’t own.
I’ve a dollar for every breath and I’m a rich soul

 
so are you,
right at your core.

 

 

A Better Conclusion. For Life.

Sure, his family may think I had a guy over and had sex with him. Sure, his family may think I invited that guy to their sons’ hockey game.
Sure they may think I am a cheater, a lier, and a downright terrible person.

The idea of that family, whom I grew so close with and loved being around, disliking me and thinking things about me that are not true, is a really crappy feeling.
It turned me sick quite often last month.

But here is my healthy conclusion: 

They are seven people. And yes, they have friends/boyfriends/girlfriends/wives that will assume they know the story which adds more people to the list. Let’s say 14 altogether.

They are 14 individuals.

Out of the however many billion on this planet.

I can move forward and represent myself better and the best.
I can meet one hundred new, loving, friendly people who will get to see the best version of me I have.
I will forever be sad when I think about that family hating me, but one has to move on.I am not used to being disliked but my choices from the far past have made the assumptions alive.

So I must live with that. And be a better person who makes better choices to prevent the next 14 people, from thinking I’ve done nothing better, than cheat on their son. 

That’s my brilliant conclusion this week and it feathers my spirit to flight.

Day four of no drink. 😉

 

 

Some Flowery Antics

Sometimes frozen dust gets lodged in the flower zone. And petalling your way out is the unbloom of it all. Edges will meet the air and make shapes that we call existance, yet the the unseen,like love, exists too.
Droops can stem from the bend of the planets and water can grow pretty murk in a weak.

But if you let it, that’s the way the laughter honeys itself. Onto the kitchen table. Where the middle of it, is always the place it is.