Reading in early quiet before the daytime court TV is on the big flatscreens.
Deep circles of thought have got me spiraling.
Ancient Knowledge in the well handled pages I got from the library, I got peace for free.
A couple nights ago I thought I’d made a sacrifice, giving up my vice…smoking, chillin, not thinking about tomorrow.
I did a quick experiment because my imagination is so potent, so able, I tried.
I closed my eyes and thought of the clearest cleanest crystal tube of glass filled with the breath of a perfect seductress, a woman named mary hanged by the law since her innocent kiss to a mexican slumbering hunk of a man…The details were crisp and smooth and as reflective as a mountain made of diamonds. I went to set the fire and couldn’t in good conscience take the flame. There was a doubt in my mind. I didn’t want the waking sleep, even for pretend, even in a dream.
I must be over her. I must have come to find I had been undone and now I want to know again, everything, I’d thought before, I couldn’t stand.
In my mind’s awakening I realized my position in the world alive.
Now. I’ve got to be someone, I’ve always dreamt.