That Time in Tel Aviv

Without any real power,
the kind that holds you up like a tree you used to like to sit under,
and without the unseen electricity , you won't hear that sweet sound of the engine kicking in.
And you get all hot and start nodding and need to be watered
and then for a while things will sour
because you've been suckered.


Choose your poison and keep an eye on the fuel of your person.
Choose and don't renege
on the integrity ,
That is to say, the way you talk to your self and how self takes a crack at you.
The synchronization between them , tucked up the instincts sleeve.
And learn to land without breaking the eggs.
And don't forget that time in Tel Aviv.

Or your copy of Raison d' Etre for Dummies,
Dog-eared and highlighted and packed with the brownies.