SPECIFIC COMMITMENT ATTEMPT
To reinvest in the harsh music of reality.
To describe a chalkboard simply by sound.
To recap the luncheon through onomatopoeia.
To structure something in my own image, which of course, is yours.
To show others, in an historic singular way, the hardwood floor.
To harbor bitterness only where there is perfection.
To crimp the ribbons at the right moments on the calendar.
To intertwine my drowsiness with productivity, two rainbows.
To never spread an ugly rumor about a tooth.
To liberate whoever, for you, against you, or not.
To calm the clash beating my hometown to its pulp.
To surprise each exodus with my smile.
To operate my ancient lust with charm & kindness.
To sing from within my clay prison.
To quit mailing you fanciful envelopes of basic bones.
To never repeat the original lie.
To forget that I was previously at odds with the mathematics.
To be viscerally aware of what others have called the sun god & the rain god.
To bless the prospect of missing another.
To itemize my sense of things, one grain of rice, the replica football stadium.
To talk about hierarchy at length.
To find the collision of joy & a hatchling desire.
To locate my eyelashes, my spine, my shoulders each morning.
To sound great in everyday life, be it covered in sheep’s blood or riding a motorcycle through the desert.
To reflect the boat I am only original pieces of.
To translate, as needed, when the time isn’t quite.
To end more cooked than I came.
To explore these pristine reservoirs of hope.
To table unproven thoughts on upper-arm convulsions until further notice.
To interrogate whatever was said, if only to get a better view.