Lemon tree
a poem
Published in
Jul 9, 2024
“Having no destination, I am never lost”
Isn’t it a form of mindfulness
Sitting and tracing a mental sketch of your own skull?
Placing teacups on the border of my Mexican-inspired Kmart side table
Arrowing down into her life with both the gentle word and the sword
Waking up to sleep a tiny bit more.
Mindlessly drifting, careful of not taking spiral staircases —
Isn’t it a form of mindfulness
Placing your hand on fire and allowing yourself not to control the stream of misplaced thoughts?
I had previously lost myself in the dark. Now I chose to wander.
