Sweet Surrender

The world can
Wear you down,
Like a slow steady stream
Of liquid bullshit
Grinding granite to sand,
Over the years
With obligations, obstacles,
And obstructions,
Violence, destruction,
And hatred,
Egotism, isolation,
and dumb-fuckery.

Even just surviving
Every day
Can be too much
A burden to bear.
Weighing down
Like a fifty pound rucksack
On a 10 mile march
Through the Missouri wilderness
Under 95º sunshine,
Sweat stinging your eyes,
Salt water on your lips,
Burning between shoulder blades,
Pain spreading out
Like cracks through a windshield.

How easy it would be
To drop the sack,
Fall down
In sweet relief,
And surrender.

6/8-6/12/18

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