Some people wait for the perfect moment
Like a runner ignoring the starting gun until the wind changes
I ignore perfectly appropriate words
Until assorted magic manifests
I wait a lot
I tap plenty of keys but mostly backspace
Some people buy new clothes once they’ve reached their goal weight
I work out when the right music comes on
Some people talk about their feelings when they have no choice
Or when they can disassociate somehow
I know a guy who worries he has nothing to give
If I write a child or have a character
If I make up the truth about what happened
If I stand up to find myself working
Some people make big choices as though they were small ones
And small choices like the keys it takes to type their name
April 10th, 2019
The Favoring Wind 