A clean sheet.

24 Oct 2015

When the seams of your life are a wilting

When you just wanna turn yourself downside up and outside in?

Do you sabotage your now

With the mirrors of your past?

What do you do?

What do you do?

Do you live your life through pages of a novel?

Watch the latest Scandi noir?

Gather all those posh paper bags?

From boutiques and chocolate boudoirs.

What do you do?

What do you do?

Do you wander John Lewis like a ghost drifting in cellophane silence?

Are those glass lifts funnel vacuums of your soul?

Do you paint a wall?

Don't you fit in with where you used to be?

Have your eyes widened?

Wings burnt but not clipped.

You wish they had been

So you don't have to choose.

Who told you when you were little

That you had to find your way?

No signposts when you needed them.

You have your wigwam.

Why take the exit?

Those brutal steps so cold and bare.

Why do you fear the choice to honour your whole being?

Must you run away to seek that truth?

Or do you find it here, this moment?

When you open your heart,

To clover on the lawn,

To the squirrel up the tree,

To the loud and plump lady

Whose jam jars sit on her doorstep

Filled with coloured water

Just because they can.

Why not?

Sunshine in the rain.

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