As the the ink from the pen
Discharged onto the paper
I feel a calmness settle over me-
I never knew-ink
Onto a paper could be
As euphoric as dope
in the blood
Some call their pen, their weapon
their tongue, their words, or their voice
I could paint
I could write
I could enjoy the outdoors more
I could camp
I could hike
I could design mask
I could go for bike rides
I could hear more music
I could listen to the wind
I could search for the truth
I could love everyone I meet
I could be open to all solutions
I could be open to all problems
I could settle into me
Becoming me reminds me of how jeans feel
when they first come out of the dryer-
tight, stiff, and restrictive
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3 comments:
This is great.
This feels free and optimistic.
It feels open.
I'm glad to see more Benton stuff creeping in and replacing the quotes. Good as the quotes are/were, your personal stuff has been honest and wonderful. Thanks Benton :)
Thank you-your kind words really mean alot to me
I agree. I think your writing is really good and transparent.
BTW, I finally got a Santa Cruz photo up on my blog if you want to check it out. Statue for statue.
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