Most look in
mirrors to see
taking note making 
decisions often harsh
but so few 
put away mirrors 
and just sit 
quietly with themselves 
and think reflect
exploring those musty 
mundane and miserable 
nooks and crannies 
oft overlooked but 
packed with remorse 
no makeup no 
mousse no magic 
just you and 
yours and them

This is not 
how I expected 
it to look 
but I’m very 
glad that it
looks like this 
and that’s all 
I can say 
about everything else 
including just this 
about being that

I don’t know 
how people get 
to where they 
go likely by
accident for who
really knows which
direction is best 
isn’t life just 
a crap shoot 
the simple avoidance 
of another mistake 

There it is
that call or
sound come hither
or stay away 
for this middle 
is no place 
yet I tread
here in place 
no real direction 
besides dangerously down 
to the sound 
I go for 
what else beckons 

Ah that hill
same damn hill
that I find
or finds me 
this time of
year looming through 
fog’s dense desire
before I’d knowing
that I shouldn’t 
like someone reaching 
out into darkness 
but this year 
I chose to 
go around rather 
than up for 
up never got 
me to the 
top but rather 
to the bottom 
but going around 
well looky here 
the other side