But concepts are not sensations Fearing, crying, crashing, aching Doing, creating, achieving Feel like the slip of a pencil under too much force, Ghosts, existing in no reality but our own now Bodies we’ve yet to bury, But when we lay them to rest The pencil marches forward Sucess drawn and shaded, Full of colorContinue reading “This Doesn’t Feel Like Success”
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At The Edge
Privileged by my color, Condemned by my body. Trying to get beyond trauma Hope like whiplash. All to aware of what I am, While who I am is moving toward the extremes of who I want to be. Redefining expectations So that where I go is no longer at the extreme. Let it be extremelyContinue reading “At The Edge”
How to Focus
If I knew how, I would be famous for something by now. And not something violent or flash-in-the-pan. Something social, something bright. But I am a “five minute zone” kinda chik. After that, I fitter away…. Oooh, internet, shiny! Perfect for imaging future conquests! The perfect robot vacuum! And thus free time galore! To doContinue reading “How to Focus”
Head Start
I know my limits, And I retest them, When needed. I also know when To leave them in place, And just walk along the edge. The importance of rest, Of recharging, Is unquestionable. As an challenge begins, I chant, Remember, Remember. Success is memory, and practice.
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