IF YOU FIND A FLOW JUST GO WIT IT.
I’ve been this way before
and know that there is something
wrong with me, I don’t recognize
anything from then, when I passed through
this place then. I was different, a little more relaxed
about living, knowing I was going to go on
and the world was my nut to crack.
Until I got old enough to have to break my back
to find the food to eat and the meat to pay the bills
and the choices between jacks or Jill.
I am talking to myself through the pools of drool
that gather in my pillow seams
while I dream of days gone by
that I don’t believe
I really did all those things
I know I think I did.
But I know I did something
at those happiest of days before
I was a junkie recovered
an alcoholic recovered
a broke down old man discovered
that shit will always happen. BLINK!
There ya go another pile of it, bullshit
I’ll wonder about what to do with it
when the shit starts to really stink
because it’s only shit…compost, food for growth
and I am older now, still don’t eat the shit easier now
like a kid again I worry less now
because I know that shit happens
and it’s nothing to worry about.
As long as you don’t step in it again.
© M Durfee