September 21
SELF-SEEKING IS A DEBIT
Trying to get credit for everything I do has run me into
debt in my anonymity account, which draws directly from my humility bank. I cannot expend my resources seeking
acknowledgement and expect to retain much dignity or class. How can I build within while constantly
grasping for nods and smiles from scenery and landscaping? I want approval so much that I have lost my
center. In an attempt to top the charts
I forgot my song. My ego writes checks
that my soul can’t cover. I run my
potential into the red looking to get my name in black and white. If I keep my name out of lights I have a
chance of building up my dignity.
Own your own
blocks.
*
No Jinn
I molested the touch control lamp.
I had no trouble turning it on,
but could never figure how to turn it off;
therefore I let the light shine in the daytime.
I called looking for guidance,
“lick your fingers then try again,” was the glib
suggestion.
I offered that I was not interested
in becoming that intimate with said lamp.
Sometimes connections are made easily,
other times they cannot be made at all,
still there are times the renewal of a connection
is determined by my willingness to up the ante.
Am I willing to put a little spit into the effort
or will I leave the light to burn?
You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane
and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault
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