“Would we care if we were black and blue?”

I went for a relatively brief walk, but I did get outside, which was the goal. And walking a few blocks is better than not walking any at all, which is what I would have been doing otherwise. I would have gone further but there was something in my boot, which was hurting my foot and it was much more windy than I expected and I quickly got something in my eye! But that’s 3 days out in a row. Tomorrow might be difficult as the forecast says rain, but I’ll try anyways.


When I got home I took some pictures. I constantly need more pictures, which this place helps keep me on top of. I’m hungry. I’ll have something. I’m trying to lose weight. And I just weighed myself. The last time I was weighed I was at somewhere around 220lbs. I’ve lost 15 pounds since then! But I’m still so much heavier than I used to be. And while taking photos I tried to put on a leather shirt that my friend Paul gave me decades ago, but it didn’t even come close to fitting. It was always snug, even when I was at my thinnest, but it was shocking to see by how much I couldn’t close it! I know that I was unhealthy when I was thin, and that I’m probably better off now, but I’m keen to find the happy medium, where I’m thinner but still healthy. I think I’m doing the right things, having made so many little adjustments to my diet and obviously getting out more means moving more which means more exercise. So I’m probably doing very well actually. I know that I’m eating far less sugar and salt and fat, so this can only lead to happier results at my doctor appointments.

That I can think about these things without being triggered and freaking out also shows how far I’ve come. That inner terror has been closer to the surface but so far I’ve been able to fight it off. And that feels good too.

Though, here comes another migraine to make my day less pleasant. My medication will be shipped soon, so hopefully that helps. I wonder if this is because of the storm that it moving in? What does it matter? I think I have every migraine trigger known to exist! At least I excel at something! I guess I’ll get ready for bed. I can finish Daredevil tomorrow.

The Whale Trilogy

1

Pain radiates
through smoothly shaven flesh,

Unseen skull
in burning wrapping paper,

I skitter to share
what it seeks to prevent…

The years are a bitch
and I ache to betray her…

For words in this gloaming
are enabled by night…

Even when tinged
with the heartbreak of sorrow…

Thoughts freely roaming
until morning sight…

Might seem unhinged
come the light of tomorrow.

2

There was a morning, a day, a hot afternoon
where I thought my life would change…
where my wandering
had finally altered my direction…
but it wasn’t meant to be.
Perhaps every day is like this for others…
but the day I am thinking of,
the day of sex before the sermon,
I believed that I’d finally arrived
somewhere I was meant to be,
only to learn across the years
that I would seldom ever return,
and I wish I would have known
how special that time was,
how precious those moments.

It’s altogether different
yet somehow the same
when watching you
watching whales…
when the music you share
nearly kills me with it’s mournful beauty –
giving me fever chills and death spasms
before my fever breaks
and I’m allowed to dance
in the trance of our shoegazing
dream pop.

In the fever
all that could comfort me
was the seemingly old
but younger woman
with the ghost on the porch…
An echo of that first reading
joining my pain across two different eras.

3

The first would have been discovery,
and on the very brink of puberty
as I stumbled through that sea of trees
to find a validating fiction.

And now the feeling: brotherly,
yet still cherry stink of nudity
as I’m humbled by our deities
to bind an animated friction.

And the proof
it is not fair
but the truth
is he’s out there
begging for money,
trading sex for drugs hungry
while the whales circle round us
tasting sweetly table scraps.

And the lie
if there is one
is that life
is a shotgun
because life hasn’t drowned us
baby please don’t go like that.

Written by Jason Wright
April 19, 2018

For Sean (Mobley) and Steve and Anthony.

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