Posted in New Work, Poetry

Lazy Ways

I have lazy ways,
they go every which direction…
All but the right one –
their determination being
there are no right ones,

only predilections.

Right is down,
and up is left –
Interconnectedness is universe
as life is also death.

These ways of mind
may be problematic for order
but I don’t follow those…

My wayward ways lead me
[in] the direction my
destiny goes.