spastic is the weather & my mind:
styrofoam pellets snowed from the skies this morning & afternoon,
in between spasms of bright sunshine & white overtaking clouds.
precipitation couldn't make up its mind but the wind knew.
a mere lone class to end off a third year at queen's.
joining in on street evangelism at mac-correy caf,
& 2 good conversations about islam & my faith.
the joy grips my convicted heart, eph. 6:18-20,
and then i am quiet & lost amidst familiar faces,
their words come from distant places.
i do things for the sake of logistics,
there is a jealousy in my madness & i
ignore people i don't want to ignore.
i notice too many little things.
i don't even know why i walk
with a heavy heart ready to
heave & sigh & leave.
appropriate, this ending.
i've done my best.
tomorrow, i will
forget myself
-ish
ness
.
in between spasms of bright sunshine & white overtaking clouds.
precipitation couldn't make up its mind but the wind knew.
a mere lone class to end off a third year at queen's.
joining in on street evangelism at mac-correy caf,
& 2 good conversations about islam & my faith.
the joy grips my convicted heart, eph. 6:18-20,
and then i am quiet & lost amidst familiar faces,
their words come from distant places.
i do things for the sake of logistics,
there is a jealousy in my madness & i
ignore people i don't want to ignore.
i notice too many little things.
i don't even know why i walk
with a heavy heart ready to
heave & sigh & leave.
appropriate, this ending.
i've done my best.
tomorrow, i will
forget myself
-ish
ness
.