#SimplePoem 2

I wish there was an “OFF” switch for feeling

Or a big  red button saying “REBOOT”

because I see- I am you, and I know those bruises but we feel complete with commiseration.

If I could find this proverbial fuse box, I’d break it; I might even rearrange the settings

Tamper with the electricity that powers this frequency that looks to destruct through connected unavailability

Here is me, silently okay in a quiet and dark corner avoiding the horrors we choose to ignore

But what do I know?

We can’t live with this dissonance if we ever have a hope or a chance for something better, because the weather is shifting, and most find themselves unprepared.

Hearts are shifting into definitions that have little relation into the articulation of the station in situations.

So what do we do when we are asked to respect old grooves while carving new corners?  There are many among us and not one of us was given a solid tome to reflect on. No book for “Modern Day Manual of Spirit, (For Dummies)”

But we die every day looking into the faces we may see in our proximity.   And the pain is so palatable sometimes we are unable to find remedy.  But we seek it.  Mr. or Ms. Fix-It, on the corner.

Today my eyes were opened wide on a past I had, because of the current situations of an old friend, and it required deeper introspection.

I’m floored.  I’d say more but I don’t need your questions to implore these newfound breaches of the innocent by their own accord.

Here is where I settle the score.  All IS FORGIVEN. I will keep living, and if my meek voice isn’t heard it will resound in a ROAR.

Until then I will stay in safe places around faces who pose no threat, because the best and worst yet, are to come.

 

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