2/28/2020
I’ve been testing out these new black socks for three days now,
I can’t take them off,
My toes grew numb so I stuck Chinese charcoal heaters to the bottom of ‘em
Wrapped up heavy in the covers on my Japanese futon,
kerosene heater set to the highest degree,
Watching snowflakes pileup on my window seal
As I waver between peaceful meditations and combative mental mediation,
Intermittently manipulating time and commanding this bone to heal,
I breathe in I breathe out
Here and now there is so much space to feel
I can't remember the last time I sat in bed in the daylight
Navigating patience, peace and pain
It's all perspective
An energy lift or an energy drain
But the universe laid me out this time
carving space out of the go-go-go
Burning off the fog, dissolving those mental linear lines
Making it okay to settle into the just so-and-so
I can't remember the last time I sat in bed in the daylight
To just lay here and feel the space of nothing
To let the breath come’n go,
To let the breath make space for something that I don't know
Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 12:50 PM UTC
2/28/2020
I’ve been testing out these new black socks for three days now,
I can’t take them off,
My toes grew numb so I stuck Chinese charcoal heaters to the bottom of ‘em
Wrapped up heavy in the covers on my Japanese futon,
kerosene heater set to the highest degree,
Watching snowflakes pileup on my window seal
As I waver between peaceful meditations and combative mental mediation,
Intermittently manipulating time and commanding this bone to heal,
I breathe in I breathe out
Here and now there is so much space to feel
I can't remember the last time I sat in bed in the daylight
Navigating patience, peace and pain
It's all perspective
An energy lift or an energy drain
But the universe laid me out this time
carving space out of the go-go-go
Burning off the fog, dissolving those mental linear lines
Making it okay to settle into the just so-and-so
I can't remember the last time I sat in bed in the daylight
To just lay here and feel the space of nothing
To let the breath come’n go,
To let the breath make space for something that I don't know
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