On Writing

POEM A DAY – February 9

Monday Morning Reflection on a Sunday Evening Thing I Did (Maybe)

It’s quite possible that yesterday at my friend’s house
as I was lounging on the sofa, and talking about
Bad Bunny’s Super Bowl half-time extravaganza
I stuck my finger in my ear and caught a chunk of skin
under my nail and then looked at it…all the while
continuing to talk. Is it possible that I did this gross
thing in front of my friend, her son, and another woman
at the party? Is this ageing…? A trifecta of occurrences:

  1. doing a gross bodily action
  2. in public and
  3. being uncertain if it happened?

I feel embarrassed and uncomfortable
crawling around in the uncertainty. My ears
have been so itchy. Spiritually, itchy ears
are meaningful: a reminder to trust intuition
to stay grounded, to preserve the self.

an itchy spirit
borrows sound and self-awareness
year of the snake, complete
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Another haibun for a glazey Monday morning!

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