Gogyohka 4.9.10

My webbed duck feet
paddling
looking for something
inside me
that is solid

things I want to do
things I have to do
I sit in my canoe
with one oar
paddling in circles

progress
in life
moves
at the pace
of a doggy-paddle

one day
without worries
one day
to see the air
and you best of all

my body
is very big
but sometimes
I don't have enough spirit
to fill it

Do me a favor,
life?
Stop sending me
post cards
Come back to me

This hot day
I am
sliding down
the bell
of a blaring trumpet

Times Square
is gross
I don't care
what anyone
says