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In Plain Sight
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August 2

 

 

In Plain Sight

 

When there is a problem, I hide.  As the good places diminish I end up standing behind a pole.  The trouble with this is that something always sticks out.  I try weight loss, I suck in my tummy, I try to blend with the scenery.  Once spotted I act nonchalant; “I’m just hanging around with my skinny friend; nothing is the matter,” attempting to cover with a casual aside what is apparent to everyone but me.  I would be better off parading naked than endeavoring this piteous disguise.  I can’t fool the crowd and trying to makes a fool of me.  What I have forgotten is that clarity and diligence removes the target from my back and makes me invisible to almost everyone.  When I solve my problem I solve this problem too.

 

 

 

 

Permit anxiety to drip off you and flow away

 

 

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WALKING JOY HOME

 

I make sure to walk joy home,

Not because I doubt her ability to find it alone

Rather because it gives me extra time with her.

 

I used to fear joy.

That I would be intoxicated by her presents

And lose my well-hardened grasp on realism.

 

Now I see that without joy in my life there is no realism

That it was only cynicism

Masquerading in its place.

 

Joy is simple and unassuming,

I often confuse her with ecstasy and scoot away in shy terror

Joy is nice to have around she is not just a party animal.

 

Sometimes I invite her over for a cup of tea.

When we are done I take the winding path

To savor every step up to her door.

 

 

You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/More-Sober-The-Way-Sane/dp/144141231X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1374072329&sr=8-3&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

 

http://www.amazon.com/Lines-My-Life-Sherrie-Theriault/dp/1448652820/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1374072576&sr=1-1&keywords=Lines+from+my+life%2C+Sherrie+theriault