Page 34 -

27
When Positive Thinking Becomes Dissociative
I persist even though looking turns you
from wave to particle, making you exist
when before there was only your possibility.
If I don’t think, you won’t happen. I don’t
need to ignore, just see beyond to what’s soon passed and can’t be real without permission.
Each Morning We Step
I’m not good with balance, practice only at ground level, for I know my limits,
and who wants to hold a baby in one hand and a skull in the other, even
invisibly, what we do each morning we step from bed, shoeless and with no clue.
sandra kolankiewiCz