Milk Shakes in the Sky
Ben and Jerry's delivered by air? I'm moving to North Carolina
Several posts separated these two in my Tumblr stream—
At Book Mania
At On Being
I never wanted to be a vagabond;
An aimless wanderer out in an open, neverending, loopful abyss;
Becoming lost,
Only to find it worthwhile finding myself;
Asking for one thing,
Only to continue seeking for more.
There are days when I can’t face it,
I can’t face being a vagabond;
I’d place a mask on my face,
Adding a fake constancy to a life meant to be unseltted;
Drawing a line to a frown,
Creating a smile that can not evenly hold without the line.
And vagabonds are supposed to be strong
And yet, I am as flimsy as they come;
Bending to the blows of the breath of winds,
Even when it does not blow;
Allowing myself to drown,
With all knowledge of my ability to float.
But, I choose to choose my choice,
This decision to be a vagabond;
Hoping to live everyday,
By dying to the lives that were not worth living;
Creating a space to allow for perfection,
In a world that only seems to eternally fall short.
Despite being presently in doubt,
As a vagabond, I receive presents in the present;
Granting this unsettled life with many keys and doors,
Plus a key shaper and a door-buster;
Writing my life’s story with invisible ink,
Only made visible when life is lived and the pages reread.
And I am assured as a vagabond,
To find truth by not agreeing with my lies;
Continuing to believe,
Even in the most impossible of beliefs;
Dreaming for the one day,
When I, a vagabond, will have no choice but to contradict myself.
—Earl Gerald Carlos