In 4 minutes I will attempt
To write words
Strung together with
Some meaning
My eyes are stuck to the screen
Gleaming
Written in an attempt to say
What I have postponed along the way
Returning to ritual
Feels good
Yet not unusual
11:57 The clock reads
Momentary and sedentary
I return to the road
We travel so often
Yet so unfamiliar
Unusual
The hope of unity
A collection of ideas
Almost perfect
But perfect in its imperfections
It has beauty despite moments
Of Lack of direction
Proceed on our journey
To find people
To share moments and peace
This is my idea to bring
Muddle and confusion
Marry the mellow quiet
With ruptured sounds of a digital empress
Defiant of the status quo
Holding on to the last of what was
What we used to know
The cell phone rings
Elbows locked in admiration
Swing around the border
Of the new order
Tech first feeling second
Defiant I remane
But I wonder what the world would be
With no technology
Would we be more advanced
If we were connected by glance
Instead of digital connection
A tacit code of life
Implied by technical lines
We are breakable and weak
In the eye of technology
Return to the pages
Settled in and getting away
Too long
Can get contagious
I don’t write
Due to lack of inspiration
Rather I am not writing
Because it has become
A lack of motivation
Unfamiliar sensation
But it is a coal covered jewel
Untouched as the days continue
First the idea sprouts
From mind to fingers
Scatters across the keys and onto the page
I resurrect the beast laying dormant
Back to writing and enjoyment
With rest comes ideas
Ideas with time
And now it is time to return
To the pages
To the writing burn
Articulate assembling
Summer salad created
Hands willfully picking the pieces
Assembling the creation at hand
Southern Indiana type of man
Years spent on the eastern seaboard
Now looking a bit more windward
Back against the jet stream
And to the midwest
Now creating companies with goals set
A man and his discovery
Looking for hopeful engagements
And full recovery
We sit for dinner
My wife and I
Engaged from side to side
Discussing his next adventure
From the countryside
A home set off in the distance
Off the country roads in existence
We discuss possibilities of new futures
I wish I could have seen this sooner
The little forgotten things
Moments passing
Fleeting and free
Tied down now to the eternity
Of passing
Time flickering quietly
Not kicking and thrashing
It’s the unknown riddle
I attempt to make the most of the moments
Fleeting moments
I should have known this
That in the tiny cracks of uncertainty
Can take down the curtain
Of flow of currency
I attempt at words construed and written
For the hopes of my own improvement
So in exchange of time
Not perfection of pursuit
But the pursuit of something new
Everyday
For you
Upon the shores of the Idaho banks
Lies a city of French coronation
Beauty bounding straight from the mountains
Fountains of fresh water springs
Water clashed out and sings
Pine trees weathered the western sun
Green coffee beans roasting
Swooning from the delicate flow of life
Tucked on the western sea side
Fresh air crisp in inhalation
Resounding in echoes smoothed out of the corridors
As my eyes rest easy
On this place just west of the planes
In a small town called Coeur d’Alene
–
3 AM Parking lots
Not a lot to it
Cold lights bear over black stained stones
Moving slow after 8 hour rolls
We have a way of making it OK
Me and my love
On the road
On the road
On the road
The flawless defeat
Of the demonic judge
Ruptured the lines holding
A grudge
Numerous screams absorbed in defeat
Holding a rock now
Standing at his feat
To the sky his hands are held
Over the judges corpse bellows
Double the warmth running
Through his veins
Now transformed to flawless
Caves running from his heart
The heart of a man who has overcome
Challenges
Defeats
For he now
Is the only one left
On his feet
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The fleet of beans
From all over the world it brings
A cup to hand
An arithmetic of modern invention
Shipped all over with modest intention
From the solid green
To a hollow black and brown
The second crack sound
A record taste of tremendous body
Not to be deceived or forgotton
With authority flavors delivered
A coffee from Burundi has me completely
Enthralled
