Am I here

In the early falling snow?

Having wandered into the nether- world

The woods – vague and distant.

Me too… so out there that

It feels like a lot to pull myself back into form….

The amorphic self is whispering “why bother”?

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My dad was famous for his one liners….

“When it takes half the day to put your pants on

And half the day to take them off

It’s time for the deep six.”

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We practice the there and the here

So when we go

It feels like home.