April 24, 2019: "Boulders Eroding," by Mr. Ben
I’m confined by my want to be free.
I want to be at home, but my home is only me.
I can say I am doing okay; I make time in my day to remind me to see through.
So I chip at boulders, so I slowly dry the sea:
I am getting older, these things show that for me.
I am getting older, these things show that for me.
Care if I clarify what I mean to say by “I’m doing okay”?
I’m confined by my want to be free.
So I try to quit my wanting and my trying and just be.