Now

I can’t/ I can
An also never ran
A silent, stifled ceiling fan
A crusty skillet of a pan

Wallow once forth
Apollo point North
Follow your true course
Gallop stallion/stalled horse

Reach out for a hold
Feel the crease to find the fold
Scrub with bleach the dark, dank mold
Spiceless stew has gotten old

Stalling out in second gear
Motivation is not clear
Wherever it is, it isn’t here
This is lonely and this is fear

Pencil pushing towards the door
You had it once, now get some more
From a whimper to a roar
Shiny light at calling’s core

Daily practice affirmation
Push on through the lost frustration
Adding up each small equation
Reaching up towards veneration

This I know/ You know how
Finding focus should be your vow
It can be tough, but holy cow
Don’t put it off the time is now


6/6/21