w a n d e r l u s t

Trying to hold it together, keep it together, fit it together, make it work together, stay together
forever.
Life is just obeying physics,
trying to get to its lowest state of energy.
A life alone.
Uphill, we continue.
Soundtrack of Mi Vida: So Many Roads-Fink

Gate C22
At gate C22 in the Portland airport
a man in a broad-band leather hat kissed
a woman arriving from Orange County.
They kissed and kissed and kissed. Long after
the other passengers clicked the handles of their carry-ons
and wheeled briskly toward short-term parking,
the couple stood there, arms wrapped around each other
like he’d just staggered off the boat [...]

Lately I’ve a been a hermit trying to understand the donut hole in my otherwise sweet life. Reading and writing my way to (fill) the middle. On the fringes of understanding something bigger than this apartment room.
Wallpaper
1
A room papered with clippings:
newsprint in bulging patches
none of them mention our names
gone from that history then [...]

I see, sense the rhyme in life but sometimes the reason is lost on me.
Tact by Edwin Arlington Robinson
OBSERVANT of the way she told
So much of what was true,
No vanity could long withhold
Regard that was her due:
She spared him the familiar guile,
So easily achieved,
That only made a man to smile
And left him undeceived.
Aware that all [...]