May 6, 2019Poem
There are days
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There are days
When valleys are mountains
Rivers run upstream
The tightest knots
Become undone
Unless you want them to
Pictures never hang straight
Falling off walls
Decorating the floor
No matter how you try
Every joint becomes unglued
Every kettle will boil dry
There are days
When seconds stretch for ever
In a heartbeat
The space between smiles
Is longer than a mile
Your legs forget to run
No matter how you try
To rediscover Zen
Nothing will ever be done
Even when
You want it to.