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                                Have a Good Day

                      it is precisely
            those times that are flat
            that won’t sit straight
            that repeat the same old programme
                      again and again
            that just want to get up and do something
                      more exciting
            that just don’t want to do
            that despair that I’ll get nowhere

            where I need to do the most work
                      facing up to them
            not letting them all become
            the walls and windows
            of my sitting or walking or life

            as much work and as much gain
            as all the chanting
            and all the reciting I could do
            in thirty years





living wormhole: everything
Manhattan wormhole: 99 // 1
sitting wormhole: ‘so easy to forget to sit …’

talking to myself wormhole: song of irrelevance