An Alternate Reality

Archive for January, 2020

Taking My Lumps

I feel like a lump of cheese
shapeless and soft
ready to melt
at the slightest rise in temperature.

I feel like a lump of coal
not pressed hard enough
to create a diamond
but only enough to start a fire.

I feel like a lump of dry clay
so much potential
wasted by
disuse and apathy.

What kind of yeast do I need
to add to this lump of dough
to make it
rise again?

A Winter Thought

The slippery ice
makes me tiptoe
nervously through life.
I need better boots.