Horologist

And now it’s before 
the day still belonging
to the night the
house still belonging to
the chill and the
coffee still belonging to
the bean this before
is my favorite time
a quiet peaceful time
before you eventually stir
and stretch being coaxed
by the sun rising
the heat of the
fire and the aroma
of coffee I enjoy
your laziness there knowing
that I’m like your
very own horologist winding
you up starting your
pendulum and regulating the
ticking of your heart
for your upcoming day

RepairVsRebuild

It is possible to 
rebuild one’s life but
starting from scratch is
easier rebuilding is not
the same as repairing
To repair you must
first find what is
broken and either plug
paint or plaster either
replace refund or refinish
but you are constantly
reminded that what is
now isn’t as strong
as it was before
Whereas rebuilding one’s life
requires leaving the hole
which you have dug
before perhaps too close
to the volatility of
water or near volcanoes
prone to explosive eruptions
behind behind with everything
near dear and familiar
including your own past
and start digging anew
The only real way
to rebuild one’s life
is to allow and
require the past to
belong where it rightfully
does and always will
back there behind you

ARock’sLife

Experience teaches one life
We all do remain
like children or puppies
uncertain of things until
we learn that this
is hot or that
is sharp and sex
isn’t required for love
nor is love required
for sex we learn
what hurts long before
we remember what doesn’t
But in the end
what experience teaches one
about life is that
without it we’re rocks
learning nothing more than
being in the way

Dream

Why do we dream 
our dreams be they
day or night maybe
day dreams are what
we’ve always wanted to
have whereas night dreams
remind us of what
we had and lost
Maybe day dreams are
our future and night
dreams are our past
But dream we do
and dream we must
for without our dreams
where are we going
where have we been

Chasing

Why do we hope 
to find the things
unfindable why do we
doggedly pursue our mirages
chasing things that aren’t
really there except in
our minds what do
we hope to find
that we haven’t already
found we are all
such foolhardy creatures forgetting
that the tail that
we have been chasing
is and always has
been attached to us
right from the start