NOW I SEE YOU GET IT

GAS: Poetry Art & Music, 2024

Disappointment is a drug

Arrogance is a drug

Righteousness is a drug

Fear is a drug

Exercise is a drug

Shopping is a drug

Worry is a drug

Anger is a drug

Insisting is a drug

Preference is a drug

Control is a drug

Repetition is a drug.

Bitterness is a drag.

Forgiveness is free.

Now doesn’t get anything done faster or cheaper right away. It typically takes a while to appreciate what works. Death stares downward, looking for a way out, and will not mention dirt or how useful it is. Catacombs hold love in real close, memories stacked up, ready. Cults thrive hidden deep in caves, places of their own making, well aware that any of their talk will come off odd in the daylight. The bustle is never ready for a new reasoning.

I’m glad you found this poem. I didn’t know if that would ever happen. I’ve always thought reading and writing were like telepathy, and now I see you get it and truly understand. The magician’s hand gets all the eyes to look over there and then reveals what’s not expected over here. Just like that, sophistication and elegance can be found wherever the primary currency is kindness, whenever, in any place there is, one person can make a difference.