Balance by MP Powers

so much of life is just
the heaviness
of your own humanity slogging
through the light

the dull and agonizing moments
getting out of bed
in the morning

backaches jointaches ingrown
toenails anxiety
constipation

so much of life is just
trying to survive yourself

getting through the latest crisis

an unforgettable tragedy
memories
even the happiest ones
are finally sad

waiting for a letter to arrive
you know will never
come

ennui ennui

and all the menial tasks that rule

a load of dirty laundry
heaped
upon the soul

the heaviness of your own humanity
dragging itself
along

expecting nothing less
than a miracle
to come your way

(when death is the only
miracle)

so much of life
is laughter and the small occasional
victory

a blue flash
of epiphany in the brain

art, love
when it’s not too
painful

all these strange and wondrous inventions
that help us
forget

all those other ones

3 Responses to “Balance by MP Powers”

  1. What a wonderful poem, so true.

  2. M.P. Powers Says:

    Thanks for the comments, guys. Have you ever run out of gas on a crowded 95th St. in Miami, only to come to the realization that you don’t even have your wallet on you and you’re 45 miles away from anyone who gives a shit? Today was definitely an “all those other ones” days…

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