Find My Way
Biting off my finger tips
I spit them out like used husks
Covering my ears with bloody stumps
Stepping back to see the big picture
I end up falling off the roof
It’s always there right in front of me
I keep trying to find some in
a shortcut or two
Freeze-dried and just add water
Lazy cheats by nature
Building marshmallow castles
Amnesiacs gorging on sugary walls
of a so-called home
Line things up real pretty
Put all the perfect ones on the outside
Hide the misshapen runts within
Who am I fooling anyways
Even the prettiest ones will rot
But I’m looking for the discipline
No longer scoffing at the work
Done with seeking the holy grail
Or some other glamour
At least until I trip myself again
Part of me wants to hold on
Strong scary flavors
Punking me for too long
Nothing can be memorized
Nothing can be swallowed whole
Trying to stamp permanence
into this illusory existence
Catching snatches of the flow
I know there is more
Moving towards, I fail to grasp it
Letting go and letting go
I find my way
Embrace the Paradox 