What if?

Running late running to the train and I swallowed a bug.

What if he had a family?
A baby bug with a missing limb?
And he was just out searching for food?

What if I’ve set off a chain of irreversible events that sees the end of not just that big family but maybe a whole colony?

What if that colony death results in less of a food source for a certain type of bird that also eats beetles that, if left unchecked, wreak havoc on a certain type of tree where a certain type of bee that pollenates a certain type of flower lives, resulting in a negative effect on the delicious strawberries you so enjoy in the morning?

What if all that comes to be, leaving you strawberry-less all because I accidentally ate a bug on my way to work?

Or, more likely, what if the bug was radioactive and now I have superpowers?

Guess we’ll just have to wait and see which outcome comes out.

(dtn)

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Elementary

The element of fun
Ruefully described
Essentially elementary
Elegantly designed
Such whimsical music
Funky functionality
Nonetheless necessary
Fundamentally final
These sentient senses
Delightfully entwined
But form cannot fathom
Function cannot fatigue
Foraged and fished
Dredged and delivered
A smiling sunrise
A winking window
A fishy forgetfulness
No present like the present
No more than less
No less than more
Enough is enough
Isn’t that enough?

(dtn)

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Stay the course

Stay where you are
Not for me
Not for you
For where you are
For where you are is
Beyond reproach
Amidst beauty
Along the way
Forward toward change
Mid wavebreak
Nearly a breath
Soon forgotten
++yet ready
Change is always ahead
Even a bridge
++shrouded in fog
++is a victim
Stay the course
Stay ready
Stay alert
Stay open
++to change
++to tomorrow
++to yesterday
++to the cosmos
++to a melody
Just stay
Awhile longer
Here in my arms
Here in innocence
Here in memory

(dtn)

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Fact or fiction

“Well spotted! The king in all his glory,
shell as hard as stone
and eyes as swift as the wind!”
So say the peasants at the kingdom’s edge.
So say the urchins on every street corner.
But when will he return?
And where?
Why so long away?
What’s to become of his shadow?
We’ve grown so used to it he may no longer fit.
“Only time can tell. Only patience will suffice.”
So say the elders and the revolution.
So say the mothers and their admonitions.
And so we wait for the king without expectation.
Hope without hoping.
“We shall see,” says the king.
“We shall see what is to come.”

(dtn)

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You and I

I was a reservoir with shorelines that vibrated with your every step
I was a shadow whose contour only grew more crisp in darkness
I was an echo that came after every laugh and before every tear
I was a cloud with the makings of a storm but never saw the need
I carried you with me in every step of every day even now
But you are so much more than me or all I have to give
You are a horizon as clear as the sun and twice as unreachable
You are a star nestled in cosmoses waiting to burst into being
You are a tree and the paper and the ink and the ideas and the revolution
You are all I could ever ask for and more with none of the pressure
You are so far beyond I’ve only ever caught a glimpse from behind
And I’ve never once been happier to be so left behind

(dtn)

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Revel and rejoice

Victory!
Pyrrhic, yet still…
A win is a win!
Amirite?
Chalk one up
++for the home team.
Who needs a hat anyway?
So long as the tally sticks.
So long as we’re clear.
For the win.
That’s the counter that counts.
Loss is not too great
++or utter
++or minimal
++or significant.
A win is a win.
Unmistakable.
Remarkable.
I mean, let’s be real.
It’s Pyrrhus we remember.
Not his opponent.

(dtn)

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The shadow that walks with me

Wherever I go there’s a shadow
that walks with me, a generation
of experience leaving tiny, almost
imperceptible pins at every fork
in the road. Over the years
other shadows have come along
with new pins, sometimes
forgotten before they’re recognized
and sometimes unmistakable,
but still those first remain unfazed,
never more prominent than need be.
If ever I need a hint of what
the past has to teach me, I only
need look for those pins and
the shadow that never walks
the path for me but is always
there waiting nonetheless.

(dtn)

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