jump

why is everything so loud in here?
the conversation down the street is barking down my eardrum
climbing up my windpipe
stifling my sleep
some things will come up she says
and they do
they always do
and the places where they collide
become more apparent, more distinct
and the places where you learn from become both more and less pronounced at the same time
how does he do that? she asks
my right ear hears different things than my left ear
wants to solve your problems
so I sit on the passenger side
weaving dreams with your stories
trying to keep secrets that we both already know are true

I opened to the page about feeling incongruent
followed the exercise all the way to congruent
and tried to find that feeling deep inside my chest
Is my cannon that deep?
closed my eyes
(you can do it with me)
searched for bliss
ah, there it is
light step, glowing inline with the universe
making friends out of strangers
tuned in and turned all the way up
swinging armed sofa-cliff
baptized in the river
yes
there's no bottom to this well
but damn, my horoscope says I'm not quite there yet

make a wish

find me in forever
a finger pointing at the moon
upside down umbrella full of mystical religions
common spirit carrying
a baby named Sunsara
cries tears for all the joys
but only when she's hungry 
for something intangible
the sun's eternal cycle of rebirth 
emphasis: practice
ego is an illusion
but it still exists
stay with me now
articulation is a beautiful thing
a genius genie, guardian, Jinn
who fills your words with purpose

and your purpose with words

makes a wish

on a mountaintop's crown of jewels 

for compassion, moderation, and humility
forever is where you can find me