Wednesday, March 14, 2012

does me good

I am still young
Reaching
like the grounded bird’s plumes for air
blue feather, ticking time bomb before I treat myself better
purple feather, clock counts time— units of seconds beating like
wings beating with flight, with something that is happening in her heart in my heart

I think of them sometimes
we are younger searching for a dream career
I have neglected you
you are clever, have quick hands a quick mind, dreams, and yet I neglect you

here I am
at this very moment
looking behind me on the road I’ve walked
looking ahead to the process that’s not as stressful as you may think but more difficult
I drink my virgin Caesar and feel at ease with my peers
scientists who for so long I wanted to be around be like
and now here I am talking about my heroes
and I am training to fill their job spots their spaces of knowledge they’ve given

I feel like being free today this month
and sitting out in the sun
my friend finds the change of season difficult and tiring
I find it energizing I cannot wait for coffees out on the patio
and yet I cannot wake up in the morning and feel like I’m just waking up in the middle of the night
when it is the day begun. 

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