Author’s note: Sometimes when I am feeling stuck on the other creative work I ought to be doing, I write poems instead. I’ve decided to start publishing them here too. Enjoy. – KR
Most people are too confused to know what they really want or need
And too busy to notice when it is right in front of them
Instead of measuring things against usefulness, wonder or joy they bring
We measure versus our expectations, which are nearly always wrong
(We would fire anyone else who was that bad at measuring)
If we have expectations that often go unmet
Sooner or later, we may want to conclude that we have less control than we thought
So that we may feel lighter
I often consider every detail of my day
As though I am lifting it up to look at it in the light at every angle
Leaving no stone unturned (is this living in the moment?)
This is actually a lot of work
And so, I pinball between everything matters and nothing
Because sometimes I zoom out and remember
We are all just specks of dust on a spinning ball
Surely someone is watching me from a far wondering why that tiny ant seems to be running herself into a tizzy
That one must be unwell, they say
So, which is it?
Everything or nothing?
I cannot decide
If you find out please let me know
If it is indeed all useless, I’d like to stop
And rest
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