Thursday, June 5, 2014

When your fingers get too long

Life is hard, they say;
But I love a challenge.
Life tries to hold me at bay,
And I laugh.

Try, just try to hold me 
Back for a simple second.

Since when was life ever simple?
Wondering from the top of a building
Not about to jump,
But merely admiring the view.

Rivers pass me by
6 days pass me by
A specific thought passes me by -
I'm not sure what it was.

I try to do things for others,
I try to be there for others.
I try to see things for others.
It doesn't work as it should.

Remembering more than I should.
My fingers, encrusted with dirt,

Millions of tons of oxygen, nitrogen,
And all the other gasses in the world
Holding me to the ground.
The hard ground.

Life is hard.
I deal with it
With a friend.



Our desert (haiku)

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