On Ghost Notes and Rebound

T minus ∞ until I move out. First world problems. Credit shenanigans with the potential tenant. She did not pass go and actually lost $35, she did. Shame. In anticipation of a successful leasey loophole barrel roll my apartment was stripped bare like a body via sky burial so I'm sleeping on inflatables and living like I'm already in this large, broken vehicle with plumbing. Not so bad, but I still pee in bottles and leave them outside behind trees and bins because I will be prepared for this trip. Anyways, as I write this, one more good potential fell through and two more are inquiring. Time will tell.

I'll now write a poem. Please enjoy the following poem accompanied by a cup of your favorite and most appropriate state of matter for the circumstance. Tell your mother you'll be back, the casserole can wait. Or don't read it and keep going, I truly don't care and will never know.

"
One foot to shore, the other treads
This nascent space.
Resented roof, unfettered head
Sew patient days, each end to end.
Doth time wait for any lease?

To sail though one may care to sink,
To craft time worth its' memory,
To sleep where most tote groceries,
All of these may come to I
But here I sit, I stay.

Filling bottles with the waste
Of freedom and its' summoned will!
To carry far the burden
Of life that begs, fulfil!

But here I stay, I sleep on bags
Of borrowed air and swallow beans,
In comfort from the elements
I write and weep;

One foot to shore, the other treads
The nascent space, within me.
"

Actually that would be a song if I gave it two chords, so maybe the songs I haven't ever developed past words are just poems and I have hundreds. So I'm a poet now. Wasn't expecting to accomplish that today, but I've done that before between being born and graduating college so it's fine.

Bernard Purdie now offers you advise on life.
....As long as you groove.
Every enjoyed anything as much as he enjoyed that?
Me neither. Can't even do that with ice cream. Its a life goal of mine.
"Enjoy something as much as Sir Purdie does the Purdie Shuffle."


GO FORTH ALL YE WITH WILL.
FEEL IT, WHATEVER MAY OCCUPY YOU
FOR YOU AS YOU ARE HERE CAN ONLY HAVE THIS AS IT IS NOW ONCE-
AS CHANGE IS THE FABRIC OF EXPERIENCE.
THOUGH MORE ALWAYS FOLLOWS AND IT ALWAYS HAS,
IT IS NEVER THE TIME TO DISREGARD WHAT IS NOW:
LIFE IN ITS ENTIRETY.

Peace.