Malaise

I just noticed while swirling
swishing and spitting, to clean
turn and lift, Crane patented
so many nights unnoticed

how many more answers
have drifted by unobserved
as thoughts obscure observations,
too busy to notice life's details

auto pilot, off to work
fuck the crystals, clear the windshield
obliterate uniqueness, another day
to buckle under to the ordinary

Slow down ! Smell. See. Absorb.
Inundate in everyness !
Relish in the chill as you shiver
from top to tail. Shake yourself

into being. This moment matters
if you can be here. Never again
will you be here. The end
is unpredictable. Pay attention