Privacy with Ashtray

all I needed was a little time alone and have a smoke

I didn’t need to become your privacy with an ashtray

 

© dld 07.12.13

when I was an ostrich

when I was an ostrich, I carried a load of marbles

in my hobo bag

that leans on the crook of my neck and shoulder blade

.

day after day

I would walk, squawk and meander

… all around the parking lot, you know the one – where two-guys used-to be?

.

one afternoon, i’d say it was around 3,

because there was a swarm of us ostriches

that settled by the dumpster behind the diner

… anyway, it was about three o’clock and something in this bird

brain of mine told me to

walk this way

.

and graciously, I made an about face,

and began to walk in my ostrich way, leading you to believe that

I am dumbfounded because my head sways the ways it does,

but mind those thoughts and here me now –

I saw things I’d never noticed before!

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My world changed, just like that!

I’m afraid to say that I was living one-dimensionally.

.

There, I said it.

That place and time, turned-out to be no good for me.

.

I was always at that place where you weren’t too sure that

tomorrow would be different than today.

.

That’s not healthy, BUT HERE I AM, at a better place.

.

And in time, I will have exhausted all options to mold this new world

to  be  proud to say, I Am Complete.

.

.

Oh, I’d bet you’re wondering about those marbles.
No worries, I haven’t lost them.

dld©o6.3o.13

dedicated to Richard Brautigan

finding wisdom

 

touch

and be consumed

smell

and be aroused

feel

and be embraced

see

and be enlightened

taste

and be satisfied

I am sensory & excited & loved & warmed & in Awe…

and I teach how to Be

© dld o6.16.13

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