Wavelength

Making layups I rush to this moment

Twice daily I take the plunge to what is

Usually mood blinds me to the process

Sometimes the propellers of obsession guide me to its lap

Today, akin to the others is guided

Balanced on the beams of terror and joy

The breath vessel plunges me under the tide

Sinking I lose all conception as the thoughts race

Identify, judge, negative, positive, past, present, feel, numb

Narrowing the searchlight within I let go

The vanity of thirsting for meaning in every movement of mind begins to fade

This cerebral sun zips the cover shut

All continues, the mind plods the course, fatigueless

A determined beast of ruinous consequence

Image leaps over me, within grasp

The bountiful hopper is I

Pursuing, serene in this account

Resting on my back, arms at side, chest heaving with momentum

Vision of a man void of histrionics

Bearded lord of his domain, clasped in the now

A waterfall of snapshots come, I freeze a few

One a long lost mate, disciple, believer, fellow preacher

On a German tip
Time came between yet all is the same

Balls never lose their spin

The second is a bother in spirit and craft

Mine behind, his maybe ahead

An unquenchable lifer, limb giver, hearty explorer

Schedules and children took our blood

Free throws are just that, free

Push the chaise out, sit a spell, therapeutic fuel in the talk

All continues, the mind paces, unbridled

The determined beast of ruinous sequential proliferation

Lost the edge somewhere in the smiling visages

Back and forth all of us

Me to myself

Me to long lost mate

Me to brother in spirit

Them at me

Shake the end of the rope

Tumbling into the vacuum, I hear the tune

The chorus bleeds for my form

Trumpeting with jazzed hands I tremble

Clinging, make it last, search for the seer

I’m back.