Monday, September 9, 2013

Impromptu Reeses

yellow lights
1234567
like beacons 
drawing me
forward
I pass Yorkville Wines,
the Duane Reade,
"I put one foot in front of the other /
Whoa oh oh oh"

engulfed in a cloud
of utter contentment
my body fills with the slow
sensation of peace,
my toes touching the floor,
grounded in reality
I feel the weight slough off my chest,
ready to weave in and out 
of sensation and reality,
"May your past be the sound /
of your feet upon the ground"
and the purple shirt wavers in front of me,
we walk 1,2,3, one foot in front of the other
toward the great tower
that houses a small "luxury" apartment
in which we have placed two more walls 
than were originally filled with beams
and added a couple, a roommate, a child's gate
a tabby, a black and white, a pitboxador,
and each contender in the ring slowly vies for space,
but luckily the purple shirt and jean shirt agree
that chocolate on peanut butter is like a Reeses
and is probably the best thing we could be eating right now,
well except for the end of the Indian food - palak paneer to be precise - 
and the everything bagel laden with turkey, 
and perhaps the red peppers dipped in hot sauce and sour cream,
except for those things the impromptu Reeses is the best idea,
because who doesn't like standing half naked in a kitchen
sharing secret midnight snacks with a best friend,
a pocket of "oh yeah hey there!"
away from the other spacers.

in and floating on the bed,
cross legged,
I know that while it may seem 
as though the dream
is far away
in this moment
there is only the peace
of knowing that my brain has slowed,
my body is filled with a knowledge
that I am. I am ma I em me. Not pig latin, 
an amalgamation of letters that
sound alike, but are not alliteration
that make up a word meant to be a first person pronoun, 
Me! it shouts, Je, Yo, and other similar two word claimers, 
we claim ourselves - we hope - and come to continuous realizations
that we can only be our best - as creepy Dollhouse would attest -
we can only be the moment where our soul rejoins our senses,
cause we travel and sometimes can't even out right away,
but life is a fabulous journey, 
so it'd definitely be best 
not to get lost 
if you can possibly help it.
it certainly 
isn't the easiest road. 

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