Central Intelligence Unit

The impatience of it all
I want it now
dreaming of it
imagining it
each day, a little anxiety, what will it be like
each moment, coming back to the body
I feel like I’m at war with this thing inside of me
like a central intelligence unit
its constantly malfunctioning and alarms are going off
“Needs oil, needs this, needs that
Emergency, emergency, about to deconstruct”
lites are going off, sirens sounding,
and its all my imagination or some group of feelings in me
that knows what’s coming and can’t wait
so they start alarming themselves at every chance
But I just keep coming back to my body,
coming back to my breath,
coming back to this moment
right now, right here, things are what they are when they are
my task is just to be with what is.

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