Living Alone Expertise by debgrant
Living alone expertise comes over seasons of time
since dorms
or divorces
or deaths.
My expertise is long but no deeper than the time since dorms.
I take steps deliberately.
Gravity is a prankster and a terrorist
Always waiting for the moment of not paying attention.
I would like to avoid a conversation over my broken body.
If I fall from a mountain, they’ll say I was doing what I loved.
If I fall from the stairs in my house, they’ll say,
“I wonder how long she’s been lying there?”
I chew my food deliberately. Because flavor is erotic.
I would also like to avoid choking and having the presence of mind
to fling my diaphragm onto the back of a chair while choking and thinking
this is an awful way to die…even if I died doing what I loved.
I live my days deliberately.
It makes me feel a little Walt Whitman-y.
My walden aloneness consists of careful and intoxicating steps
through a tapestry of elements of earth, water, wind, and fire.
I move through my life deliberately
Not willing to give gravity a way to take my breath away just yet.
I live gratefully because
Fear is an awful way to spend a day.
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Hmmm…I thought it was only me!
A perfect description.