2 junio 2008: Vacation

this is the week i'm not writing
see how well that works
not at all

this is the week i'm not planning
not at all
i may go to the post office
or not

experimenting with giving up writing
entirely
see how well that works

take every plan
edit outcomes in my head
retain detachment

i bought a ticket to mexico
before i noticed
my passport had expired
during allergy season

the daze of loss
a strange liberation
i only had the sunrise

i built a bonfire in the backyard
at 5:30

exquisite loss
a transcendental daze lingering
in the sunrise

for days

like an ozu movie
where the landscape matters
but the story does not
where the bucket in the hallway
is the purpose
and the drama
has none

this liberation
may it last may it prosper
strange pain to be free

i can no more change
thoughts that turn into writing
than my eye for love