occupancy...

it's been a long time since i've been here
this place where i can bear down on the fractured tangents
that occupy time spent
according to the task masters

those keepers of logistical movements
busying idle minds with inconclusive purpose
to be dulled within the moment while
hoping
planning
scheming
to reach the light at the end of the tunnel

they feed well these watchers

and i again find myself here
attached to the process of breath and input
absorption
transformation
and manifestation

i'm not here to call a spade a spade

i see it as something more
potentially pliant beyond initial intended purpose
multidimensional

with this spade one can uncover
pry
sculpt
or partition
or rest upon
and contemplate other options

it is a tool of time
time as money for those who employ it
and time off for those suspended in time
those that lean upon it
teetering and swaying
anchored as time moves on around and past them

i am such a person
with a body in age deterioration and a mind stationary
beyond the clock
punched out
long before overtime kicked in

on the mountains
the snow caps have layered thick this year
and threats of flooding occupy minds who study the effects of quick warming
and gravity on such things

a resulting bulging beyond capacity
and a lowland inconvenience
occupy the minds of builders and producers

the toxicity of chemical laced runoff
and the disease potentials of pooled stagnation
occupy the minds of the public safety guild

i see a cleansing
a flushing of clogged arterials
pathways to bring flood over the lowland soil
to enrich the final destination
the sound
and all points between

i see overflowed septics
brimming with the residuals of human runoff
caffeine and pharmaceutical infused enhancements
abuzz and anti depressed
spilling into soon to be happier and peppier lakes and aquifers
an unintended amping of depressless attitude
recycled without prescription

when the salt of this pee mingles with the salt of the sea
i wonder if the crabs will be less crabby