January 26th, 2014

Three minutes to bed time and really wasn't my bedtime hours ago
and don't I have to get up in five and one half hours to keep doing    this
this living     this thinking      this striving   yes    yes but there is more than
that     all of that is a struggle almost false that distracts from what's
really going on which has something to do with learning how to walk
and then walking    learning how to speak and then speaking     learning
how to love and then selecting and I am very very tired but in my blood
there is a whispering    something is coming    not soon but definitely
coming    and as long as that is sure    and it is   there is a resilience like
metal in the bones   like mettle in the bones and I keep walking even
on the dirtiest of streets
                                      There is a place in hartford that is desolate
  the wasteland    a desert of parking lots and municipal buildings    when
I walk there I am in a different world     one where all that is good isn't
     it is an end and in the absence of thing I know more of what is.