the incorrect feeling—is when one feels incorrect. can’t
describe the correct feeling—just aware of the incorrect feeling—while, at
times, the incorrect feeling, good or bad, is the new correct feeling. i
recycled i believe, maybe not, thumbing through an old magazine; most dialogues
pass us by, one might ache our interior, lately, most anything has interests,
or met by awareness. i might in sequence with realities, racing through mind
fields, alert to incorrectness—as it becomes correctness—dependent on properties
and components. a soul will negotiate
with itself; it will out-wager itself, debating with itself, disapproving of
its strengths; somewhat callous, trying to remain warm, so many angles,
agendas, weariness, and concerns; the correct feeling—can’t be described; it’s
called by its comforts, and for its comforts—it’s said to be correct … if only
days spoke of such comforts: correct feelings are often incorrect assessments;
to arrive—one will ask, how to assert that as correct; too much
inquisitiveness, too much on ledge and cliff—the defensive adder. notwithstanding, a good feeling must be a
correct feeling, unless a correct feeling has been induced by a false impression.
the poet has lost track of it all. much a reason to pitch speculation to seas.
we settle on the incorrect as the new correct feeling.
