Hazy Acres

Take 

Pull in a vast miracle 

Outside of all the tiny piercing circumstance 

This question to another 

Pondering

The all of you

You are not 

What are you 

Human themes showering what’s left to take from this place 

Why take anything 

From such a limited source 

Although we feel its power in such magnitudes as we will

If we listen 

Seeing the endless moments to expose how we belong

Do we need to belong 

Without waiting

Standing as we must in the divided gaps 

When I breathe into existing 

Flickering 

Witness the grid we’ve created to hide 

Trying mightily 

Each second of the day 

Pondering a great why 

Or believing there’s something off about ourselves 

This is my experience 

At the very least 

Sometimes

When the harshest moments play their games 

Home in the heart of heathens 

Unaccepted 

Odd futures in present time 

Some other transference spinning a weave of power 

To toss in a chaotic mix 

Don’t go to sleep in the hallway 

Burn in the doorway before you enter the mess of madness 

Find your soul if you’ve lost it in the reckoning 

Pull the dope line out of your blurry sight 

Correlate the why 

To that moment when you sat locked in a room 

Real or not real 

Real 

Limited clocks in every room along the shore line 

Spot light parables 

Zooming off the page 

Vernon 

I remember so little in a cloud of so much 

Perceptive entanglements that go around and around 

You each get time with me 

I place a marker 

Light it up every morning to remind me 

Of the journey we all must endure for the reasons we will never fully know 

How beautiful the choice 

An autonomy of creation in our way 

Do you have a life 

And what have you made of it 

Given to the large sense of a collective sanctuary 

Release explanation 

Sailing its ships down the lines 

Paper airplanes glide 

Imperfectly 

But they glide 

Some fall quickly 

Others hover toward another hand to mend the creases 

If you’re loud 

Be loud 

If you’re silent 

Be silent 

If you’re deep 

Be deep 

I love only going as far as I can go 

Denial is the first step toward the birthing ground for more denial 

How freeing the magic of acceptance 

I accept it 

Perfection is a misshaped rock 

Throw it in the water 

Make a wish 

Imagine there in that same spot 

An immeasurable amount of energy is yet to pass through

But it will 

Long beyond your experience 

I find that reality safe 

Warm 

Inviting 

Calming 

Slivers of sadness 

That I enjoy

Be happy they say

What does that actually mean to you or me

To anyone 

Chasing it isn’t happiness 

I debate if its an excuse not to accept what is 

Which could be a peaceful place

For some 

Happiness in peace 

Simple but potent 

Tucked in the untucking rhythms of life 

I