jimmy's chipping away at a novel in the corner
a stranger just sneezed a sonnet
and I'm a dial tone
drinking coffee
to feel up
pulling wool over my own eyes
scratching the blue
blurring the black
yellowing the white
erasing 7 numbers
I memorized
destined for something more
than wanting something more
for someone else
I keep blinking
and walking
fast
two feet
running
one heart
gunning
to keep the promise
my mind made
my gut
to be surprised
and adored
to adore
and surprise
to daisies on Wednesdays
'cus it's the 3rd day
to be supported
and to say thank you
to give standing ovations
to good ideas
to be encouraged
and inspire back
to laugh
too hard
and too loud
at everything
and with everyone
to blush often
and always
to feel safe
when vulnerable
to be open minded when listening
calm when speaking
clear headed when choosing
and steadfast when acting
to be at peace
when sleeping
and eager
with the sun
to be in tune when creating
in touch while loving
and always digging deeper in the soul's pocket
to hear
and answer
His whispers
to be deserving
of everyday gifts
to be aware
of everyday miracles
to set examples
to stand alone
when something's right
to stand up
when something's wrong
to talk less
and do more
to give more
and take less
to set intentions
and meet them
to set new intentions
when old ones are met
to be the type of person
one hopes to meet
to manifest these jewels
fervently
in the days
and years
of this life
and the next
jimmy's novel is finished
the stranger sold her book of sonnets
and I'm dialing in each day
while drinking coffee
until my time is up
