Friday, September 24, 2010

24. The Hatch

I'm not suicidal, or clinically depressed
(most of the time), though my writing
often reads that way.

I am not really planning to fake my own death
and relocate to Brazil, though I have said so dozens of times
and would love to see Brazil.

I think about running 100 mile races, hiking from coast to coast,
dropping out of the world
and walking the earth in some kind of pilgrimage
until I expire or something
magical occurs.

Sometimes I think about dropping silently off
the stern of the ship and just
bobbing like a cork out there as
the sun sinks down
below the smooth surface.

I need an out to hang in, that's all -
even if it's just in my head.

Especially if it's just in my head.

2 comments:

  1. this is great! the world inside my head does have some tenuous touch points with the world outside it; but it's where I go to escape...

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  2. The out I hang in has become a lot less solitary since I discovered 6S - but it still begins, and takes place mostly in my head.

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