a better way to live

i could stare at tree branches
blowing around in the wind
all day and never get bored.
they look free and happy in ways
that we only pretend to be
and I don’t really get why.
why can’t we just bend
with the winds and turn
with the tides like the rest
of existence instead of
always expecting things to go
the way we imagine them going?
What’s so great about the way
we imagine things should be
that isn’t made better by the way
things really are?
If I was henry miller
I could explain this in a way
that would make more sense.
There I go again.


2004-10-22 | 12:39 p.m.
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