Intra

How much do we have to be
Accountable to accept the effects
Sounds and accusations walking the
Ground creeping around and into us
Does it have to be absorbed
Or taken seriously as this is
My only mind my only heart my only head
Just to meet someone who
Is genuinely excited to be loved
To be in love with or accepted by
So sincerely wanting to be wanted
But not because we need to interrupt
Or force ourselves to be as the heavens grow
Darker and the night closes in the garden
I can picture many chances to stay
In one place without changing though
The world is shifting around us
In circles of transition the bamboo is spreading
Constantly a new generation a new
Explanation of seeds a second disturbance
Minding your own business is non-existent
But we hold still stationary and
Keep true to the principles of
Life that are suited for the era we
Are encountering today embracing
A distinguishable time to the solitary moments
A union of self and a tribute to being
Brilliant auspicious and flourishing
Without wavering to the arrows being
Fired the space to walk in unblinking
Between is as big as Sherwood Forest
And many trees to glean in sorted hours
As the sun crawls into the shadows a traveling
Sky promises hope in propitious colors

© GÄ

Not Tomorrow

Hesitate
Procure the existence
Animal instinct
I’m no second rate
Half-smile mistake
A little distaste
Mostly requiring a getaway
Tuscany or Brisighella
Perhaps Breiðdalsvík first
Working hard again
Hungry for love
A distant kiss
A solo trip
But not tomorrow

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Funny

Maybe I’m just not fun anymore
Isn’t that funny
One can only spend so much
To feel better about it all
Perhaps I’ve misread the
Situation
It’s not like baseball
Just so many innings
So many strikes and you’re out
It’s more like every day
Who knows how it’s gonna go
Not like you’re waiting to
Find out if it’s gonna be a duel
Misreading the moment
Hair slicked back do we draw?
It doesn’t pay not to show up
On the other hand
What are we missing
Maybe a trip to Iceland
Could be somewhere else
The magic could be
Hidden under the dust
On the coffee table somewhere
It would make it a lot easier
If the answer to all of this
Was there
Wouldn’t that be funny

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Tomorrow

Wherever did the wind blow
To sweep you cooly in
Wherever will the wind be
To escort you calmly out
The stress of the unknown
Yesterday
Exhibits pain from those
Not listening now
There is a voice inside
My head that tells me
Everything will be okay
Does the head say one thing
And the heart the other?
Is there only one voice or many
A lot of decisions
One true path
Just take a bath
Meditate and wait
Answer the question tomorrow
Don’t respond right away
Impulse says to
Take a deep breath
Tomorrow will arrive
At its usual hour

© GÄ