by Mikko Harvey
The hardest task for people like you and me
is to let it be easy: to breathe intangibility,
be free from immediacy, swallow pride
and insecurity alongside green tea.
Let yourself fall into warm failure,
like your cousin who never grew up.
Light music plays in a coffee shop and you feel okay
about the rain. You don’t need an umbrella to stay dry
if you’re inside. Watch as the other rats run, wet
with sweat. Watch as they find fulfillment in their endorphin
Drop out of their race. Play with me—
the game that has no rules.
We can both be winners,
if only you’ll let yourself lose.
- Back Home
- AFTER THE HOUSE OF GHOSTS
- The Desert
- On Roads Beyond Hell
- What Children Know
- Like Dead Rabbits Burning on the End of a Cigarett...
- bee of good cheer
- McDonald’s Job Interview
- on the day Robert Parker died
- Snow Bound
- one over the left shoulder
- How He Became A Ghost
- ANN FRANKING IT
- My 7th grade French Teacher
- AT THE EDGE
- dried food, weapons
- walking tape recorders
- IN THIS HOUSE WHERE THE PHONE RINGS RARELY
- 'Everyday Asymptote'
- BECAUSE I WAS NEVER
- THE E MAIL PHOTO OF COVE POINT
- Edge Lyric # 6
- This Broken Doorstep
- Rumba Man
- ▼ January (34)