Being In Control

The bicycle rode up the hill and down the hill again. Someone was making it do so. The ride down was easy. The ride up quite a struggle. The ride down made it all worth it because the downward momentum felt like flying and in far less time than it took to struggle up the hill, several more times worth of length were flown down once the turnaround was made.

So it seems that we struggle longer to get just a little bit of flying.

It’s worth it.

High as a kite is not anything anyone could take on a continual basis. Neither is having to struggle forever. For some it seems they do. It’s a very sad thing that there might be someone who never gets to be as high as a kite without taking some kind of drug. It would be good if everyone could feel the effects of flying down a hill on a bike — one that has to be pedaled — though one with a motor is pretty awesome too. It’s that feeling of flying.

Lucky birds.

I can’t go on a plane. I’m claustrophobic. It’s a matter of being in control. I can control the pedals on a bike so I can still feel like I can fly except that now I’m a little too old and a little bit afraid of broken bones and they don’t all work as well as they used to — but, I can still remember peddling up that hill and flying down.

Lucky bird am I.



Lots Of Water

Washing hair
washing clothes
washing floors
makes lots of water used if done every day
and they’re all laborious routines of conventionality that are inconvenient burdens
that make contemplation wait for a more convenient time
thereby setting back good knowing
of the best there is to know that
doesn’t require
clean hair
clean clothes
clean floors
to know
or lots of water used
to make its worth known.
It’s more fun to work a jigsaw puzzle
And jigsaw puzzles allow for
contemplation not to be put off
and — saving water
If you’re good at jigsaw puzzles
contemplation fits right in
and lots of water isn’t wasted while you puzzle.


Too Much Water


Today’s writing is dedicated to Diane L. for inspiration: Jigsaw Puzzle

Forget About Counting

Fast life
Coffee filters
Mopped floors
Life goals
The cat’s been spayed
Whizzing by
Blinking eyes
Were your neighbors good
Did you have a good time
Ride a slide
Heart break
Dead again
Did you count the time stopped
waiting on a headache
Nice car
Fan mail
Picture in a magazine
Mug shot
Forget about counting
Forget about counting
What’s worth
its worth