a tiny little heart adventure.

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these little wontings,

these little desires for wanting things to be a certain way,

have plumb driven my head into a spin,

have driven my heart into a deep miry sorrow.

i was beginning to feel disconnected and [i'll admit it] quite melancholic.

a dear friend,

such a dear dear soul,

told me i needed an adventure to scour off the rust.

so when mister pencilfox stated to me

-- you haven't driven the tractor, yet, this summer --

this was my call for a tiny little adventure.

a tiny little heart adventure.

i've taken lately to drawing hearts on my hands.

i can hear my mother, now, warning me against blood poisoning by doing such an act.

and this strikes me as quite funny, to remember her words mid-july.

i had been entertaining the notion of another tattoo

-- hearts and leaves and curlicues --

but for now, i'll just continue drawing on my hand,

daring my heart to cross a figurative line in the dirt,

come on, now, you big ol' heart within my soul, i dare you to continue dragging me down.

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life is good.

so very very good….

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