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Today I woke up and put on my life,
the one I wore only yesterday.
For I was anxious for the familiar,
not wanting to meet myself in the early light of day, where things revealed are
quickly discarded,
choosing instead complacency, disguised as stability.
And so I had a thought,
which I quickly became,
owning it as if it were me,
not recognizing the dance but knowing the music
for I was the conductor.
A song of seduction,
allowing me to sleep.
A fitful restless sleep,
as if I had forgotten something or someone,
merging with my experience, pausing for effect,
stirring.
Awakening comes,
subtle and soft or startling and quick.
Both knocks originate from the same place deep inside.
Upon answering I meet myself.
Forgetfulness, my constant companion, is no longer with me.
So once again I wake up and put on my life
discarding the one I wore only yesterday.
Jamar |
