Intuition

 

 

The cerebral rules

gut absent, missing

core connection

dis-connected

use the core, they say,

and I think, how?

where?

there is that nagging voice

small and muffled

judging and preachy

right, mostly. right.

I tend to ignore her,

douse her in wine

just let me get on with this

– I don’t care what you think-

how has that gone?

it’s autumn

I’ve got no winter destination

I’ve got no peaches canned in the pantry

I’ve got no retirement plan.

only the roof leaking

and endless leaves to rake

and rodents scuttling

in my crumbs

listen.

I haven’t listened

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