|Old Habits |
(Alban, Ontario, 2014)
Each habit born of need
Enacted thoughtlessly a thousand times needed
a thousand times met
building bridges fortified by each step
drawing pathways in latticework of eventually Me
while other parts overgrow, atrophy
Each habit serves me in its way
Tangle-tied with all the"Good" or "Bad" my brain
believes and desperately tries to relay.
But body has no reason to listen.
She knows the way from there to here.
She knows the way.
How can Good and Bad hold sway in face of Need?
and my answers sound more like pleading than persuasion
although I know we honour different definitions
of all three words.
Need requires service or expulsion
Or maybe gentle pathways to a new life
A new way of needing
A new way of serving.
But in truth, it's uphill all the way.