I’m sure that we don’t always
disagree. You agree to disagree.
I’ve never known how to handle
the inevitable. I’m all over the
board, thrown for a loop. It
gives perspective (while also
changing it). This whole ordeal
helped shake things up. I was
reminded, of course, of what I
don’t want. I ask my remaining
friends if I’m a glass half empty
kind of guy. Apparently, this
scares more of them away. The
whole combination is what I’m
always trying to do, right? Like
you know. I sit on the plank
that juts into the little pond.
The sounds of water shake
the world up. What’s left
of it. Hours pass. I have
fallen in love with a tree
that I cannot describe.
There are occasional
passers-by and there
is my companion
who calls after each
squirrel he sees. Grey
squirrels. It is mostly
peaceful and cloudy.
He calls each of
them Icarus.
