Updates, Headaches, and Suppertime

The more my browser

tells me it’s out of date

the more, out of date

I feel. Perhaps

it’s time for an update.

Perhaps, it’s time for a meal.

Something else I told him

They
will
love
the generic
you,
the
you
they
feel safe
with,
and
look past
the
real you
who
might
spoil
their
fun.

That is life I told him

He
felt
much
more
comfortable
in
the
company
of
strangers,
yet
still
searched
for
that
familiar
face
in
the
crowd.

I know you know what I don’t know.

I don’t know
which crushes my spirit more,

the heroin needles
outside my apartment building
or
the line of Ray-Ban wearing tourists
waiting for brunch.

I don’t know.
I
just
don’t
know.

I am trying to tell you something.

Watch out
for
those
with
not
much
to
say,
who
shyly
hint
or
joke
with
not
much
to
day,
because
they,
just
might
be
trying
to
tell
you
something,
before
tomorrow.

Dire times as these.

In times like these
when nothing is longer shocking
than the president’s next tirade,

what more is there to write,
what more is there to speak of?

In such dire times as these
write more about love, it’s amazing, really
that love can exist,

in such dire times as these.

I’m wide awake, it’s haunting.

With
an
ear
to
the
ground

these
words
seem
futile,
consciousness
bludgeoned

by
the
American’s
perversion
of
freedom.

On a hot summer night.

I
was
tired
angry
and
loony
for
love.
So
you
put
me
in
your
pocket.
While
Meatloaf
sang –
I
bet
you
do
that
to all
the
boys.

A quiet thought in deafening times.

Staring
into
space —

born
is
another
babe —

daydreaming
alone.

Reason #3 for Hiking the Pacific Crest Trail

I’ve done
a ton
of sitting
in my lifetime –
more than I’d like to admit –
and nobody said a word.

The minute
I speak
about walking
nearly 200 days –
admittedly I tend to live in extremes –
everyone has an opinion.

After
hearing enough
I let them
take their shots –
most of them actually do care –
then lace my boots.

We
all
have our reasons
to stay or to go –
for fear, faith, or love
and my reason to stay is going.