Blueprint

sometimes I feel

I’m all over the place

lost in a thought

lost in a crowd

taking steps

but not moving

 

sometimes I lay

absolutely still

watch the clouds

form and reform

shaping a sky

deceptively blue

 

sometimes I look

into the abyss

and wonder

where does it end

or is it endless

and why does it matter?

 

sometimes I crawl

and notice the microcosmic miracle

that surrounds us

is within us

that connects us

in a web of life

 

sometimes I converse

with strangers

and although

my mouth is moving

words are uttered

no one can hear them

 

sometimes I walk

the wrong way

sit on the wrong side

make people uneasy

by smiling at them

or not smiling at them

 

sometimes I taste

the variety of the world

sample the joys and

thrill of living

then head down an unknown road

so I can experience something new

 

sometimes I run

up a hill

until I gasp for air

wishing I was stronger

hellbent on hardening my soul

and then fall back down again

 

sometimes I smell

a fragrance that triggers

a fleeting deja vu

before the nascent memory

is ripped from my brain

like it never existed

 

sometimes I think

maybe there is nothing

truly original

in this creation

merely a copy

of a copy