Claw Marks

April 18

CLAW MARKS

There is a brackish river whose current changes direction twice a day. Its bed is well washed on every side. It begs the question: which way is downhill? There are times I struggle uphill in both directions. There are times I slip from every slope. What was up is often down. Judgment of topography requires distance. Scaling the surface takes tenacity. I plan on leaving my mark as I go, life’s residue staining my fingertips.

Design caution signs for your emotions.

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What I Take from Laban’s House

If I have the audacity to have a problem

I must provide the instantaneous solution

or be the cause of world-wide panic.

Additionally it is the height of rudeness

to have open-ended dilemma.

It makes the gods uncomfortable,

makes them shift in their seats

and wish me away.

I prevent banishment

by either being problem free

or solution-full

When the answers are not to their liking

I exile myself saving them the inconvenience

and me the embarrassment.

It is never good to implode the household deities,

you never know when you might need one

for historic perspective or a door stop.