« first in “Fall”     ‹ previous in “Fall”     Contents     next in “Fall” ›     first in “Loser’s progress” »

Clubhouse

“The high is founded upon the low
  Executives and nobles consider themselves orphaned, bereft, worthless
  Isn’t that because they’re rooted in humility?”
    ~ Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching, chapter 39

I’m nothing but a nuisance and burden
That’s why even if I sit quietly reading
She sends me away from her sight
To the outside
Where I sit once again
Like the many times before
When I found the ground uncomfortable
Until he built this clubhouse
Saying nothing
So in this trapezoidal structure sit I
A club of one
Gazing out at the surroundings
Of this place I can’t think of
As home
Knowing I’m not here
But rather in the Allegheny foothills
Or for these afternoons out past the clouds
A lone adventurer
Exploring the beyond

Thanks always returns

« first in “Fall”     ‹ previous in “Fall”     Contents     next in “Fall” ›     first in “Loser’s progress” »

Copyright © 2013 Thanks always returns