Start Knowing Joy

Start now knowing joy, that’s an order, overcome a deepening solitude. Like a bee at a bugle or me at the deli on Third Avenue. I said to Joe when do you think this weather will break? He jokes, April. That’s no joke. Weak creatures die and the strong barely survive. Half a year goes by another cancer checkup. Cheer up. Any weather’s better than no weather at all. There’s always governance even when there is no government. My candidate drops out after Iowa. Why do I always lose at politics and poker? Peace at last! No lawnmowers, no leafblowers. Big comfy couch. Meditate on this: Do what has to be done. Find your lover gazing at the moon and take your garbage to the dump. Your web site evaporates and your possessions are thrown in the dumpster except your trumpet which finds its way to a future trumpeter.