I want to write more, and more often.

There’s only one way to solve that problem:

Letting go of the want
Or at least

Thinking about what it means
The why
Of the want

Am i seeking external recognition?
Are
You

?

Aren’t we
All

Am i seeking an indelible inexorable inscription
An impression
A transmission

The genetic code of my brain matter
Finding another way to persist

To
Matter
.

To tack against a gale of entropy

To scream into the void

To be
And to have been

To shake the spray paint for today’s layer

To build the sand castle and defend its walls
With moats and particularly large shells
Good for scooping

To pay extra attention to each moment
rolling words around my mouth
like jawbreakers
Their impatiently chewed bits
Spit on your screen

To see better
Sit longer
In places that are beautiful
And humbling

And write

As the wind wipes away my footprints

-H