Raccoon in Gutter

New is bad for me.
Stress is how I cook myself.
Turn down the temperature.
I’m new during every step.
I measure my badness.
Meditation softens the new.
I forget my meditation.
The new twists my bones.
It makes me too old.
I’m not at fault for my age.
I’m at fault for wasting my life.
The new is my shark
who only bites once and holds.
Stress is a bubble, paralyzing bones.
Without the new, I sit alone.
In peace, stress is how I cook myself.


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  1. #1 by Kathy Boles-Turner on April 1, 2011 - 10:19 pm

    Stress is how I cook myself

    Possibly the best sentence ever.

    • #2 by Carl on April 2, 2011 - 7:30 am

      There is truth in it somewhere….Thank you so much for your comment, Kathy.

  2. #3 by carldagostino on April 2, 2011 - 8:17 am

    Stress sure will cook you alright. Weakens the immune systems and stimulates body to produce cholesterol which clogs up those arteries which causes ….

    • #4 by Carl on April 3, 2011 - 9:13 am

      I had not thought about that cooking, but it is true. Thanks for the comment.

  3. #5 by Evelyn on April 2, 2011 - 5:51 pm

    “The new twists my bones.
    It makes me too old.”
    the new
    the unknown

    • #6 by Carl on April 3, 2011 - 9:15 am

      Thank you for your comment. It’s good you know.

  4. #7 by Marian on April 5, 2011 - 10:32 pm

    lately i’ve been threatening to use my slow-cooking crock pot more often, but now i am not so sure.

    • #8 by Carl on April 5, 2011 - 10:52 pm

      Oh, my word! Very funny!

      I told the doc this week that I needed help getting out of the crock pot.

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