window lift

thinking about the windows i have taken in the past and the ones i let slide by...gateways that could have and will place me in my ultimate destination in the near future...this year will be crucial for me...i must complete a load of task to feel worty of the title "artist"...projects..people...im reading more lately...taking time for reading...read that geisha book...now reading this audre book...reminds me of the countless days i spent as a child reading and visualizing my little movies in my head...reading is what make me want to do what i do...tranferring those images into real life has always been a dream...always been a secret hideaway for me...i am getting it all back...slowly but surely...later;).. the wiz..

i'm stuck in paper

I'm stuck in paper with seemingly no way out. paper paper paper.
the yellow wallpaper
and eating a nowalater.
this writing business ain't no joke. it is for real business. and the only path is higher.
do i trust my mind and my fingers to take me to where i need to be.
like at the end of 17 pages and some dance journals.
completion of thought or at least a good start of it
i am days late and is the ticker ticking.
bygone me bygone days
is this forward march? forward forward march
military boots kicking me in the back.
my face face down in the snow
my blue blood eeps away
if i were lost