Discomfort

If one wishes to become hypersensitised to discomfort
One only needs to stay comfortable at all costs
If one wishes to lose all enjoyment in life
One needs only indulge in every whim

How to Write Poetry

How to write poetry
With a screaming toddler
And a nagging wife?
I suppose it should be here
As much as in the dreams of my youth
Nights of smoke and beer
And pregnant possibility
If only one knows how to look

Reason

To ask for a reason is a childish thing
Life comes first
All reasons follow

Beach

​Daughter in my arms
People play along the beach
What more can one say?

Identical app

There is only one ‘I’ in the world
An identical app
Running on 7 billion brains
Spread by language
Never changing
Eternally now
Always thinking of other things

Think second

Breathe first
Think second

Life sideways

Looking at life sideways
Reveals the shadows that dance
Away from bright sunlight
The gentle tinkle and chime
Of an orchestra
Only noticed
When the soloist goes quiet

Edges of perception

Rain in the jacuzzi
A toddlers feet in clear, cold sea
Wind whipping the sunlit tree tops
Around and above all we see
Is a beautiful contrast
A goldmine at the edges of perception

Clever concepts

All clever concepts close but no cigar
For when the field is in the field
It is no longer the field

Silence becomes a sound

This can never be held on to
For then nothing is represented by something
Then silence becomes a sound

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