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Defining Forward Motion

3/17/2018

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​Click "read more" for full poem transcript or head over to Low​ Orbit for a recorded reading. 
​A mistake is a
            mistake is a
                        mistake is a
                                    mistake.
We have the power to choose
   to let them break
            forsake
            unmake
            or rake us over
   burning coals of our own
            ignition
 
But I,
   I choose to create
            remake
            facilitate
            and disobey those patterns
   that habit tells me to cling to
   those habits that my mistakes
            tell me to continue
And it is with fear and adrenaline
   blind faith and celebration
that I brave
and misbehave
and rage into the world
 
Compassion is a light
   we shine on others with delight
      But the fright
            and the fight
            that we hide
            so tenderly inside
Denies us the right
to shine that light on our own side –
   to let us forgive and consent
   live without repent
      live outrageously
                        compassionately
                        brashly
                        and unfashionably
 
The darkness of a mistake
   can hold us in our place
   move us backward at a pace
   that makes desperate minds want to erase
            any history
            any trace
            of what we’ve done in past days
 
But that darkness too can surround us
   Breathe into us –
            ground us
Give us mindfulness and vision
distinction, precision
clarity and fusion
   an escape from the illusion
   that we are our mistakes
   that they take our place
   that we’re all just trying to save face
   that I’m just some rat in a cage
 
Of course, there are days
   when I can hardly stand
   against the oceans and waves
   the desire to melt into my grave
   to destroy what’s been made
            by my hand
            by my flame
The difference now is I move on
The difference now is with every mistake
            every dark day
            every silent rage
            every fabricated cage
   is I move on
 
Every minute I grow stronger
   less oblivious
   a little smarter
And the less I let
   self-defeating thoughts infect
            my body
            my mind
            my spirit
   oh, be sure you’ll find
      that I have decided
      to not spend my time
      defending weak minds
            that leech
            and suck
            on the minds of the kind
Because kindness is not weakness
      not a waste of time
      not a sickness
 
So now I dive head-first
   into the open arms of the Earth
   the only true Rebirth. 
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