"how did you do it?"

"i put one foot in front of the other."

sadness wants to know the past.
fear wants to know the future.
peace wants to type this sentence.

HERE.  NOW.  HERE.  NOW.  HERE.  NOW.  HERE.  NOW.  HERE.  NOW.

a bitch, an asshole and a fool walk into a bar...

my father's right foot--
five toes packed into church
shoe shined with mink
oil and sunrise

tapped briskly down
on a wayward snail
with a crisp more
than a crunch.

if it had been
a tuesday or a wednesday
rather than a sunday
i could have forgiven him.

"I will deal with them according to their conduct, and by their own standards I will judge them”  Ezekiel 7:27

people will find a way to justify any action, no matter how horrific or cruel.

always.  always.  always.  trust.  your.  gut.

i know you won't believe this, but it happened.

i got to the mall.  i got out of the car.  and my pants.  fell.  off.

bad day to be going commando.

i know you're not stupid.

right now that's just about all i know.

would you judge a bucket of vomit?  and, even if you did, what insight or understanding would that provide?  it's a bucket of vomit.  all the rest is in YOUR head.