I easily adapt 
morph and shift
like sand underfoot 
I also pack
down the wadding 
of my emotions 
into the barrel 
of my throat 
adjusting and modifying 
are useful tools 
when navigating life 
but also an
easy terrain where 
one gets lost 
the only antidote 
that I’ve learned 
is to live 
a present life

The attention 
of strangers 
means less
than if
you were 
standing outside 
and leaf
snowflake or
feather landed 
upon you 
you just 
happened to 
be at
the place 
and at
the moment 

What if the 
road to better 
went through worse
would you go
or would you 
look for another 
way maybe around 
and what if
every other way
led you back 
to where you 
started to here
and to now 
what then would 
you could you 
dare to consider 
or would you 
accept that something’s 
better than nothing 

Is nothing 
a thing 
or is
it a
no thing 
me thinks 
when I 
have nothing 
I have 
no need 
for any
thing else