I’ve logged more experience than most with simplicity and the complexity you discover inside simplicity, minimalism and asocial behavior, endurance and landscape.
Here is the truth: I think some deep wisdom inside me (a) sensed the stress, (b) was terrified for me, and (c) gave me something new and hard to focus on in order to prevent me from lapsing into a despair coma — and also to keep me from having a jelly jar of wine in my hand.
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That show on Ethiopia —
the way an eye won’t blink
when a fly walks on it open?
What must a fly’s leg look like,
so close like that? At what point
do you stop swatting a fly away?
Who could look at food after
seeing something like this?
But you never know. Today
I get up late, wash my face,
and stare at the mirror.
I am hungry, hungry, hungry.