cabin fever















fuzzy sentences
mucky brain cells
all I want to do is drink tea and stare
at the candles on the table
formulated thoughts
are as far from my grasp
as spontaneous space travel
ah the life of the student
pondering
concepts that ought to be
concise and captivating
but I'm actually out on the ocean
warm scent of salt
victorious gulls
breeze-whipped hair
ok but this introduction is
pathetic
so I'll backspace until I'm
gone
to the somewhere
where the green is rich and deep
blossom-speckled shady moss
quietly ringing brook-song
ticklish cushioned forest floor
Focus, focus, read the words again,
fourth time through the paragraph
except somewhere it's warm enough to sit
without shivering in the grasses while
the stars
dance in and out of the
thundercloud
as it rolls in
sorry,
you lost me
what?




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Anonymous said…
Love this.
March 9, 2015 at 6:21 AM
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