Sunday, March 18, 2007
The Knot (what to do)
(what to do)
i have a knot in my shoulder-
just left of center.
i know why its there;
don’t really care to say why;
i just do, i know why.
i’m hoping a good run
might untie the anxieties;
for i don’t want to drink
or do drugs or play
russian roulette with sex
some people do;
i rather just try and run
the tension away.
tire myself out,
so that i might sleep
to see another day.
i don’t want to sleep my life away though.
i do remember that i’m in control.
thus, i don’t want to bide my time
through other people’s lives anymore;
no more popular entertainment,
no more books, no more stories
about adventures i’ve not taken.
no mistaking vicarious pleasure,
for that which might be had on my own.
life is not on loan to us you know-
no returns, no exchanges, no excuses;
this is it. what you’ve been given
is what you’ve got.
nothing more, nothing less.
a life rife with potential, some room for thought,
a lot of time, if you’re lucky.
the rest is up to you.
i think i’ll go for a run now.
*much literary license used here, not to be taken too literally. part-melodrama, part-spew, wholly human, absolutely cathartic.