Don’t let them lie to you. This shit is HARD.
It’s a thankless grind,
a neverending litany of everything you
didn’t know
didn’t finish
didn’t get right
didn’t make it through
and every day it
starts over
keeps coming
won’t stop
won’t ever stop
won’teverevereverstop
and you can’t make the ends meet
and you can’t make the pieces fit
and you’re quite certain that the light at the end of this tunnel is
an oncoming train.
But some days…
Some days it all falls into place.
It all comes together and comes into focus.
And you can trace the patterns and see the path.
And the light hits everything just right and you’re quite certain that
you’ve never been a part of anything more beautiful in your life.
So no lies. This shit is HARD.
But some days?
Some days this shit is MAGIC.
“the light at the end of this tunnel is an oncoming train”
…damn
Its tension filled and satisfying all at once. Nice
Thanks, Ivan. This is the piece I had published in last year’s marathon anthology.