Gradiency

Gradiency tonight means running forward, like a bird. None of that vector-and-function stuff I learned senior year in physics. I don't feel like I'm going up. Just ahead. And so are everyone else.


Flightless birds aren't quick-
witted but they run fast
and run forward-- basic instincts
that do them well. Except for
the dodo.
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Say it's safe to duck the head
and run, arms outstreched, into the
unsanctioned--the recondite.

Tell me that the gressorial
soul is satiated by the present and
maybe we can pretend I'm any good
at being satisfied.

Remind me once again that what
I really need to do is misrecollect
the inability to fly, spread my wings
and try.