keep looking up
though for safety-sake look down and out as well
it’s a cold cloudy day
whose clarity
is in
for me
my fondness of such days
the sun came out
so we had
that
and will return and I would miss
it
after a while
after
how many days
don’t want things clammy
and
humidity is risky
for inhalers
though
when there’s wind
we
get some help in breathing in
if only of adventure in
the sky
call Pegasus
or build a steampunk thing
for us
and our group
or let strangers be uncalled yet
flung together and
we journey to
wherever
and everything unfolds because no expectations
are
allowed
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(the title’s not so original, but I used to hear it as the last words called out by Jack Horkheimer who hosted what for me was a late-evening show on PBS)
photo by Museums Victoria on Unsplash
Satisfaction
Maybe we’ve done enough
For now
There is an artificial virtue
Made of busyness
It’s plastic in the worst way,
Unmalleable
Activity in, paycheck out
As if that were enough
So we make new virtues
Out of ennui,
What passes for
The watercooler
Probably online
There should be joy in work
In accomplishment
What to say if the jobs
Were never ours
By art or temperament
But we took them, anyway
Because need honestly drives
What we have, we have
And if it’s not satisfaction,
Then we’ll have to
Add it in
Sorry perhaps
But for each there’s a life that’s calling
It isn’t busy
But it can be filled
With oxygen and all kinds
Of proper acquisition
Not to mention better
Satisfaction
Self-defined
Tempered by others
A community whose circle
Is kept porous
For something new
Maybe in companionship
To keep
Or with kindness
To let go
Which is to say
Caprice is never warranted
We are allowed to want
We don’t have to seek
Or keep
In avarice
Protection notwithstanding
(we protect each other),
A life of want and keep
Should be just fine
There’s room for everyone
And everyone deserves a turn
The invitation to speak
Should go all around
The planet
The planet’s big; there are
Resources for it
If a message, aimed at anyone
Because no one is particular,
Says be afraid
Be angry
When there’s no reason
And we have our better things to do
Let’s put it away
Walk on
Find friends
And whatever we have made
And are making
Of homes
Of home,
The better urge for work
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