“Are you alive?”

That’s the most
I receive
from people.

It’s a loaded and strange
if I don’t reply,
perhaps I am

I could argue
on any given
day that I’m
not alive:
obsessed with the past
(I should’ve done this
or that … regrets);
focused on the future
(will I amount to anything,
am I wasting away?).
anything but the now,
and so, yes,
I could be dead,
as life passes
because I can’t
see what’s in front
of me.

Pay attention
to the most
inspiring statement
I may ever iterate:

Live for the now,
fuck the rest…
cuz you never
really know
what the future
holds because
of what you
did in the past.

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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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