dominos

A whale dances
and when I ask myself what a memory is
myself says they're lost to the future
of forgetfulness

I have not the money
but the imagination to create
all and everything
and still
stillness in motion
and empty
emptiness of pots
usefulness discovered

jolts of magical moments
often now
more reoccurring
a cat purring
or resting on my chest
is all that's needed for the flash
the flash of calm now
and the immense power in the moment
as I realize that everything is awareness
and awareness is everything
yet the awareness is empty
like a pot to be filled with assigned meaning
pragmatic gregarious desires
self perpetuating that which is on the tip of my tongue
yet too crippled to escape
how to be a farmer who doesn't drown his crops
yet gives them just enough
oh to learn