7: a hand on the rein

all my passions all my failings
all the fears and blind arrogance
all the contradictions of my life
have brought me here as if I
had had some control or plan
other than to read another book
begin another day write the next poem           
until I arrive at a newer state
where I’ll have to continue on
as if nothing that I did ever mattered
because it didn’t and still does not
and to be concerned will eventually
cause me to wind up somewhere
I’d rather not be right now or ever
rather than the place I was meant to be
which is always where I am because
this is where I am  in this moment

despite the pull and push of the world
(from a work in progress: “Arcana,” November 7, 2013)

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