On Vacuums and Pennies
On purpose,
I often vacuum
Too close
To things
That could get caught
In the brushes.
It is not for laziness
But
For the love
Of seeing
What will Happen Next.
(Ah, the Sacred Next)
For instance…
I dive headfirst
Into relationships that are improbable
Just because I love her
Now.
I hike miles thorough forests
Too late into the evening
Until it is too late to get home in the light
Because I want to squeeze
More and more
And more
And more
Into the day.
I talk to addicts in dark alleys
I occasionally shoplift
I eat pills that are unknown to me
I start careers that are foreign to me
I dive into new religions that scar me
I push and push
and push
and push
because I find
That only at the edge of the known
Life resides
And God
Is in there
Somewhere.
So the penny that sticks up
From the plastic housing
Of my vacuum
Is my trophy-
It illustrates the results of my search:
A clean floor
And a damaged vacuum
That still works.
--Eric Marley
January 2012
I don't even know where to begin, Eric. Perhaps if I hopped in the car right now and headed for SF, at some point during those eleven hours, I'd find the words. If not, I could always just hug you, turn around and head back north.
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