worn

Afternoon freends
Weather here is a balmy 32
Humid and darkly overcast
I’ve just woken from a nap
A little thirty minute wonder to
Cleanse the senses
Open the receptors
Re jig the system
Reboot the mind
Harness the cosmic energy
You get the idea no doubt
I’m feeling worn today
Like an old suit
Past its glory days
No longer in style or in use
Just kept on for
Familiarities sake
Because its always been there
Its physical end of the year blues
The ragtime feeling
The cosmic space rock brain
Endless loopy doodling
With mental ideas
Random outside the box thoughts
God present but absent
Time passing
But unfelt
hunger
Not easily fed
Truth
Not readily told
Light
Not seen
Life not lived
These moments change us
Even now as I write I feel
Changed
Enlivened
Willing to seek that secret source
From where the positive flows
Create
Make
Be
Discuss
Find the well of joy
I am going
Now.

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