clarity

refinement

inkstone. ground
and ground again
until it releases
that essence of
of the literary
imagination.

that is what i am doing now to my brain.
grinding it from something coarse to something
finer, until at last relevations come spewing
forth and all is clear.

or so i hope. but this is a rather optimistic
prediction.

i know i have the ability to see, but am struggling to open my eyes.

---

i think too much

think.
think back to that time
when the fog was lifted
and visibility stretched
for miles.

i tried to remember but the grey mist had thickened to the point where i could not see even 5 feet ahead. the light i held in my hand could not penetrate this barrier either. so i had no choice but to advance, into the unknown.

---

still life

i ordered my drink
and sat down to wait. many people came and went,
some of them ordering drinks
as well,
and others just walking past.

i scrolled through my phone
even though there was nothing
i wanted to see in particular.
it just felt like the natural thing to do
in this public setting.

after a couple minutes of this,
they called my name
so i got up to get my latte.
it was a bit hot which was
a problem not because it was
too hot to drink,
but because i was wearing many
layers and would probably feel
hot in the classroom.

a couple minutes of discomfort
is nothing compared to my
entire lifetime, i thought.
to be able to drink
this coffee, i am blessed.

in any case,
i took my drink
and left.