irony


i am a story i cannot know the end of.

even though i'm living it. it's the greatest story in the world. it lasts forever and ever. it will never end.

as far as i know.

i am rolling on through the characterization. there is definitely conflict. i am soaring over top of the scenery; i am inhaling and eating and hearing the mountain. i am crying and shitting and puking the mountain.

i am full of ups and downs. what will happen next? i am looking for a teacher, a tool, a sign. i am facing my next big challenge. i am hoping to live up to it.

i am heroic and mundane. i am a fern leaf. i am an acorn. i am a flopping, gasping fish. i am in but i want to be out. i am out and i want to be in. i am infinity and seventy-nine. i am tickled and tortured. i am gaping and gleeful. i am unfurling; i am retracting. i am afraid and expanding. my story has just begun; my story is ending.

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Todd said…
I like this post.

You are beautiful!

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