Humans are flexible.
We meet the shape of our confines.
We grow to fit
We can adapt to any situation.
We live in prison.
We live in snow.
We even breathe underwater now.
I often dream I can breathe underwater.
That I figured out how.
Just breathe slowly
That’s all there is to it
If we just breathe slowly
We can survive anywhere.
In my head is a great big empty room
White walls, white light, white floor
Something small there is
On the very center of the floor
A line of text.
“This space intentionally left blank.”
A hot mug on a cold day
Someone kind to sit with
A comfortable cat on your lap
The ability to make your own choices
His profile when he’s driving
The first bite of a cheeseburger.
Happiness is when things rebalance
Delay and satisfaction
Cold and warm
Hunger and satiation.
Happiness is to be present
Fully aware of reality
And nothing else.
No past, no future, no illusions.
Happiness is watching your socks while waiting for the microwave
A furry blanket
The unique way she tells stories
Happiness is feeling safe during the rain
Looking for the most perfect flower in the yard
A story like music
Music like a story
A color that glows
The smell of freshly baked bread
Clean hair after a shower
His fingers intertwined with yours
When the movie theatre darkens
and the score thrums alive.
Happiness chooses a moment
holds it softly in her warm hands
until everything pauses.
My head is a jigsaw puzzle.
Every once in a while
If I have a lot of quiet time to focus
I manage to put together enough of it
I can almost make out the image
I can almost touch
And then life shows up
With his goddamn beer bong
And his asshole friends
Somebody starts swinging punches
And they knock over the whole table.
When I was a child
Time and I were friends.
We used to sit together
Enjoying the sunset through the trees
Spending evenings after dark watching fireflies
Just feeling the cool air nip at our fingertips.
But time and I had a falling out.
I stopped communing with her. I started making demands.
I told her what to do, what needed to be done. She was never enough for me.
As time is wont to do
I chased her too hard
But time cannot be tamed
She must be approached with respect.
When you calm down
She’ll come back and join you.
But only if you give her a place to sit.