Month: January 2019

Bottoms up

Pretty certain I’m evil.

I enjoy my flaws

far too much…

in fact, I revel in them.

Someday

they will rise up

and pull me down.

Someday…

just not

this day.

Safeway Ballard

Rarely, in life,

do you get these moments when you can

measure yourself,

as if handed a ruler,

against the lives of the people

you admire

in life.

I think about Dudley,

the archetypal male,

who defined the village

of Ballard,

he is fading

from the scene.

Why does this genius

transition to transparent

with time?

Bollocks!

This future self sucks

I stood

next to a barn

and felt

useless…

the people

who had built it

(and its twin)

were now

three generations

buried.

Still I stared,

in awe of my ancestors…

“How lazy, am I?”

I choked back,

now reflective

of this realization….

I’m the worst

my great-grandfather

could have feared.

Still,

here I am….