i can't find myself here
too far south of satisfied
with a conflicted inner compass
longitudinal details of my life
circling, running perpendicular to any latitudinal progress
i might have made
a cross hatched pattern across the globe
this fucking grid seems helpful to others - -
those that prefer to have it all mapped out,
planned, executed and clearly drawn
it is still just a piece of paper wrapped around a ball - -

i however, lack both
the appropriate reference point,
without which i am unable to chart a course
and the desire to plot my movements
with little red tipped flags that can't mark
those planes of existence i am heading towards
but lack of direction is by no means lost,
even the stars have no pattern
but those which are drawn by the imagination

i prefer to return to that place
where the details of my life are
unbound and no longer tethered to the earth's axis
from here it is not so difficult to see the path is not always
simply a road
where from time to time it becomes necessary
to take pause from my true state
and examine those borders that so often confine and confuse
the spiritual direction

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