December 25, 2013 § Leave a comment

when disappointment seizes me

vast as the curve of the earth

witnessed from an airplane

i imagine myself as a house

with front and backdoors

open, letting a gale

blow through

without trying to stop it

and so letting it pass,

letting it do its thing

and subside:

emotion is a force

that moves through me

gusts of wind and water and

noise but without


when i think of that

i stop being scared

i stop trying to contain

or seal, steel


against what i know will pass thru

in time


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