Monday Morning Slides

Monday Morning Slides

A Poem by Sleeper Note

Monday Morning Slides

toward eternity
at approximately 67 mph
on four tires, eight cylinders, 255 horses, 
a million thoughts, 23 chromosomes,
3.2 billion bases along about 25,000 genes
in a twisting strand from genesis
to this particular 'here and now'

and I'm along for the ride

like watching an insane slideshow on permanent fast forward:

sun fire through pine trees 
to illuminate
eye flutter and mind dance
of obese soul
that never stops eating
never stops singing
never stops loving, craving, wanting,
needing
but doesn't cry too much when
the beauty runs low and the laughter gets hollow

just waits for the next flood, the next feast,
the next chance to roar and gyrate
to embrace and rejoice
to mourn and cry
to live and/or die

and who am I?
what am I?
where is this place? this time?
this piece of the pulsing everything
which cradles me in it's loving, crushing, lulling, 
hushing embrace?

doesn't much matter

one more bite of the everything bagel,
two sips of the lukewarm coffee,
the last half of a verse of a Violent Femmes song
and a mile away
from another day
of being, seeing, fighting, fleeing, talking, walking
stalking, eating, rinsing, repeating, freezing, heating,
meeting and beating whatever monsters
happen to cross my firing line
and whatever miracles fall into my lap
and whatever wonders befall my eyes
because
I am
and always will be
Here and Now

no matter what that means
it is my home
and I must protect it,
love it, live it, give it
and own it

for what ever forever
this wondrous mess
may gift me

I shall gladly accept
like a child on Christmas morning

because 
what point is there in
pretending that I have a choice in the matter
other than continuing or quitting?

besides
I've never been able to quit
until I was absolutely unable to continue

and today
just ain't that day

so
up! up! and away!

© 2015 Sleeper Note


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"I am
and always will be
Here and Now
no matter what that means
it is my home
and I must protect it,
love it, live it, give it
and own it"

We should, we shall, we must. An excellent write...":)...................

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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