Questions

I walked through the sculpture garden; the sculptures were more alive than me. I asked myself if the title could be a question for me.

What are you afraid of? What walls are you building walls around? What are you afraid of? Why are you keeping everyone out?

Why are you keeping everyone out?

I ran in a Rainy past, but I can’t tell if she recognized me. Maybe at least the face held a bit of familiarity.

What are you doing now? I wish I had that kind of brain. What are you doing now? What brings you back this way again?

What brings you back this way again?

I’m comfortable with chaos. Am I comfortable with chaos? I’m not comfortable with chaos. This is how my mind operates. This is how I live day to day. Is this how my mind operates? Am I standing in a solid place?

Am I standing in a solid place?

I am standing in a solid place.

©2005