Resolutions at 7:30 am~

RESOLUTIONS at 7:30 am

How do you give up your own heartbeat?
Your own breath?
Your own imagination?

Things that create you~
Things that make your essence~

They are never given up.
You struggle with them
And keep them alive~

They are your pulse—
With them you are living.

Resolutions must work around these facts.
Look at these facts then make your
Resolutions~

Ah me, ah me, ah me—
Then draw your own conclusions.

Leaves part and the sun
Hits my eyes
Temporally blinding me.

I look away and write a poem
With sun-spots on my eyes.

Trying to keep it simple
Life— Is difficult
I can’t—

Struggle through it
As best you can

Day to day
moment to moment
Man to man

My make-up is feminine
My desires are masculine

Week-to-weak
Embracing and feeling
My own destiny.

Month to month watching changes
Seasons come and seasons go

Summer‘s fast
Winter’s slow
Caught in time and writing rhyme.

Embracing longing—
A tango with desire

Weak afterwards
And burning in its fire
Year to year~

Minute to minute
Suspended in dreams

Caught in the mire
Of far-a-way themes
Writing my rhyme

Dwelling in time
Second to second~

Nothing makes sense
From thence to tense
Yesterday, today tomorrow—

Caught in the time that I borrow
Suspended in conflicts of my own soul~

‘Don’t think too much’
yet I remember—
your hand on my back.

‘Don’t think too much’
I feel that touch~

‘Don’t think too much’
suspended in dreams—
or is it existence?

‘Don’t think too much’
suspended in time~

Suspended in morning—
Writing down rhyme—
Seeking conclusions—

Don’t make unyielding resolutions!
Don’t draw unyielding conclusions—