Hazy Acres

In all the ways you hope to succeed 

Without fail 

A piece of someone else’s lack of awareness 

Seeps in the water

You taste it in the air

Sense it in your core

Down to the bone

All the work you’ve done informs you 

When the odd vibrations occur

These are messages 

Real as your feet on the ground 

Little can be done to encourage 

Another persons way of life 

Ignorance is an endless destruction 

You hope it goes away 

Watch it sitting there

Frozen in time next to the conversation 

It drips down the old faucet 

Tucked in sentences on the third words

Running with the old pictures you’ve seen before

Its corrosive and corrupting 

Moments where all the work seems for nothing 

Tucked in all the noise

You wonder how to move through it 

When those feelings can’t be ignored

They knock on your boundary 

Slice the surfaces 

A hello unwanted but always present 

We can’t run

As we realize these are the never-ending experiences

You can reframe 

Lean back into the work to be ready for the madness 

Yet ignorance seems to win 

Even after we change the meaning

Way beyond the dedications 

When all has been put together with warm intent

As if we are immune to these forces 

Silly tricks on ourselves in weak idealism 

The fatigue sets in and we give up 

Or we continue and push back on the sophomoric 

Humans like pigs eating in the troth of bitterness 

Liars without knowing they’re liars

In the true lights shining 

These are the spaces I feel hatred 

Disgust of humanity 

It challenges my faith 

My creative output 

The ways in which I live 

And I hear the voices telling me 

Don’t let it bother you 

How many of these does anyone truly have 

Before the last one presses so hard 

And we stand up and say 

Enough of this surrender  

Swinging our energy with a sword of righteousness 

Then we are the ignorant 

And judged 

And the wrongness seeps into our core 

And we have forgotten the work

Have forgotten the tests are real 

Losing ourselves and losing it all 

Finding the line between passivity and action 

If there is such a medium 

I wish to build a permanent home 

And as I picture this home 

I wonder 

Can it be built in such a place