mental snapshot

on the banks of the green Snake
the rain stopped,
the sun shone through,
yellow Aspen leaves quaking,
the Tetons topping out
in the background,
my dry camera in the car

I Stole This From Myself (and Maybe Others)

The wind blew in today,
in guttural gusts from the south.

It blew a tempest.

And it blew a fury.

And it blew a stately sneeze,
a Godly guffaw,
a Satanic schism.

It blew from here
to there
and everywhere
in between.

It blew from the gates of Kingdom come
to the mawing mouths of the hounds of Hades.

It blew the sane crazy.

SIGH

My runner's high
has been usurped
by a running "why?"
as embattled lungs
fight tooth and coffin nail
for embittered life breath.

I don't wanna
be that guy.

So many more
reasons to live
than to die.

Picture This

I try not to look
Cuz it kills me.
That's not even what I like most,
But I guess it doesn't hurt.
No wait - yes it does.
Absolutely kills me.

Surprise Me

i wish i could find
somebody who believed
in spontaneity
as much as i do.

so i'll drink to that,
shoot that shot of maker's
from the bottle left here
spontaneously.

not so much to combust
as to feed the fire,
as fuel for the bear
that might get me, gut me
on my next run
taken spontaneously.

Pray err

Great Spirit,
I don't often pray
Per se
Save for the safety and health
of my family and friends
And of the world.
But I ask today
In this night's wondering,
For patience and guidance.
And for the ability
to continue to love
as deeply as I can,
whatever the circumstances.
To not attach myself so firmly
to any desired outcome,
but to give selflessly
and to march forward
with acceptance and with
patience and guidance.
To think more about
the nature of the love i give
than its recipients and giver.
Er.

Dreamer Catcher

The wind blows warm,
Wresting me from a well-won rest,
Swirling, scattering my dreams
To the five directions.
They were vivid and colored,
Offering interactions and inflections
Lost now on the stark morning sounds.

I was held and held on,
Like I want to hold on to them.
Awaking, that’s all I have
To keep me company
Save for the cats
Making the morning rounds.

I blew a kiss to the moon last night
And massaged the stars to sleep.

But two days took me so far
Away, I flew so fucking far
Away from my dreamer
Like I’ve fallen from my dreams.
Like a sunflower seed
Sent from the stalks.
The cats stalk rodents
While I chase my dreams
And catch only the smallest slivers
Of holding on.

Time to be letting go.

Let the rain come on
And the wind blow
These soft morning blues
Away.
Like eyes turned to brown,
Like a heart opened to change.

So that like birds on the limb
Thinking of taking flight
My dreams and my dreamer
Might return to me tonight.


This place feels farther away
Than Asia ever did
Or could or would.
Could I, I should
Embrace the absence
Of distance spanned seamlessly
On nights I sleep
Undreamlessly.

emiT

It's hard to trust in time
some times
when it seems like the time,
but only time decides
the time-ing.