my feet are dirty from the kitchen to bedroom crossing.
the smell of eggs lingers in from the stove top.
my shirt is pressed, clean lines & nice new hair cut.
the heart is rendered for the day & free from yesterday.
the chalk outline of a man welcomes me to my car as i fumble with
my keys & two arms full of baggage.
i wink at the man in the window.
he knows & i know that today is today.
something the both of us have never seen before.
something we could never expect but have expectations for.
i sit in the warmth & silence before starting this thing
& pause for endurance.
an extra leg.
i pull back the curtains, take a deep breath, & go under.
it's beautiful down here.
free & alive, quiet & peaceful.
even as a child, i knew this was where i belonged.
never really could make since of that until now.
so here i am.
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