poetry

I've thought about the stars light years away looking down at me, us, and our worried minds, our concerns of who and what and how other people see us and the stars, billions of years old, who watch every life that has ever been or ever will be, they sadly smile with pity.   As I worry...

Here's this new thing where I play a song and write as long as it's playing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QS4XM2cS_Bs   Catching a snooping thought just as it starts it's slope downhill.. it's heroic, it's feeding the poor, it's running across the country or donating your life's savings to charity. Slowing...