and what of joy?

does it seem wrong?
do you feel strong when you
can’t find pretty words in the sunlight?

is it hard to find?
the chords between a sober mind and
the back of a dry pillowcase?

you have wandered this earth
in search of what you now have found
and now it is time to cherish it.

and she said: why can you not
use the same words and thoughts that
you once used as a walking cane?


~10/2024
odyssey entry 14
monsoon mind entry 5
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