SITTING THERE IN THIS CHAIR

 

Greedy for experiences

Go there

Do that

Now go over there

Yes over there

                  There is an experience to be had

 

Over there is where they all are

Where it all is

 

But there are a million experiences to be had right where you are

Sitting there in this chair

Feeling this in that body

Holding this space that is holding you now

 

Hearing what has been all there all around you just whispering

Just whispering

You’re just whispering

Whispering all the time underneath it all

 

Over there is a moose

But here there are microbes

Spilling and spilling into each other

In here

Down in here

Is the blood

Inside the blood are the cells

All around the blood also there are cells

Inside the cells are machines

Inside the machines there is life

Life made of smaller and smaller and smaller of things

On down to some things made of nothing to see

Nothing to see only something to feel

 

Whispering and whispering underneath it all

All of the time

And all of the time

Is the experience to be had between your head and your chest

                  It’s the same as the one between trees

 

There is the wind yes

Over there

Over there

But here

Only here

Is your breath

 

Here is an ocean of seas