aren’t you just so glad
you woke up today
attached to the umbilical cord
routine of everyday
that anchors your mind
to reality
not really solid
poured into a cup of coffee
and your world’s getting up
your work waits with the rope
like a noose
waiting to strangle
and a friend’s telling you
that your writing is like a musical melody
of mood-based tones
and then it rains inevitably
on your parade
the naysayers of the middle way
their ignorance reflects my own
testing prodding in different ways
they take every coin of patience
from your steady jar
you start to run low
your energy exhausted
and then it starts to snow
on your kindness
stiffening your joints
arthritis of joy
from the thought-vandals
to the drama-mongers
the vultures
one by one pick away at the flesh
of your funny bone
and the stress starts to kick you down
knocks the wind from your gut
till your next dependency
rescues you with a validating fix
you realize the rest of the day is this
living in between the bitter and the sweet
the only way to generate
lovingkindness
starts with not allowing your mind to entirely
go sour
and not hooking onto every treat
learning the difference
between joyless escape
and joyful retreat
the essence of reflection
replacing
the taste of addiction
medicine
comes in many forms
arent you just so glad
you woke up today
to a simple cure
a living path
of actions and intentions
guiding pure truths
to calm your sores
raw from too much exposure
to the cruelty of men
the words are a vessel
for the elixir
of right view
and all of your strength is fully restored
along with your care
replenished
to be able to do it all over
and wake up again
arent you just so glad
06 Saturday Feb 2010
Posted licentia poetica
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