See final image composition “Free Heeling” in 40×41: Midlife Crisis Postponed)

Linguistic liposuction.
Words are my opium,
my Holy Grail, my
Dulcinea del Toboso.

 

Stop hoarding.
Start purging.
End binge.
Launch fast.

 

Replace forty pounds
with forty poems.
Paunch for poetry.
One year. Go…

(Source: “12 Steps: A Minifesto”, 40×41: Midlife Crisis Postponed)

Linguistic liposuction?!?!

Believe it. You needed appreciate it, but you must believe it.

This half-baked curiosity is an early/mid section of poem (too vulgar for poetry?) I’ve been calling “12 Steps: A Manifesto”. It’s a sort of a daily mantra to keep me focused on the big picture and the ongoing tune-ups necessary to keep on course.