poem of the day January 20 

What to talk about

when you are

by yourself

Do you let

your guard down

and go to places

where truths hide?

Do you cut through

the opaque delusion

you have spun around

your own being body

The one that everyone sees

yet no one really knows

perhaps not even yourself 

and explore things

for what they truly are?

Will you jump into

your deep lake

to find your own happiness?

Swim to the karma of your personal perfection?

Or will you just pretend to be you?

Dip your toes

facing toward the outer shore

to envy someone else's soul?

An illusion that looks pristine

very inviting like golden algae on an empty screen