My revolution/
resolution cost me naught/
but a reframed view.
Deep in church,
that moment when
you realize:
Your heart is so filled
with frustration
and anger
and I-wanna-pull-my-hair-out!
toward the world
and those who might disagree
with you
that you forget
to love Jesus Christ
and you forget
to love others
and you forget
to share His love
with others.
I sit fat on a /
white wrought-iron bench with a big/
bulged Buddha belly.
Many folks from your/
now and future won’t know your past/
save you reveal some.
This came off of a meme which said:
“So many people from your past know a version of you that doesn’t exist anymore.”
It’s strange to feel so/
completely lost, deep in the/
midst of your own field.
I am drawn deeply and/
completely into the/
techno blue screen blues.