Poem "The Aftermathematics of Recovery"

don't remember / the best thing you can do is to forget

you need a short memory / if you're to recover for the next set

don't overthink it / just take a moment to be dormant

still your thoughts and collect your wits

all that you need is a handful of pine needles / and your quadriceps

and a low fire flickering in the autumn wind

you will wake again / into the stillness of oblivion

as you climb through the clouds at the summit of this moment

into the clear / into the the wings as you reset again

don't go it alone / a fist has nothing on the grip of another hand

but we don't always get to choose

and you do what you have to do to make it thru today

maybe this is how it has to be

and maybe that's okay

you will wake again / into the stillness of oblivion

as you climb through the clouds at the summit of this moment

into the clear / into the the wings as you reset again

have seen it all before

and am so tired of going around and around in this revolving door

don't come back this way / find a different, better path

the whole point of the experience

is to escape the darkness of the past, for the light

because there's something better over the horizon

just take a moment more to be dormant

collect your spirit and collect your wits

let the lava rise to light your eyes

and drink up the ocean of this moment

with your inner fire

you will wake again / into the energy of infinity

as you inscribe the sky with calligraphy

one dream to find you, one dream to bring you back to life

one dream to put the magic back in your eyes

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i see fire