Sometimes I think the Universe speaks to me, because I’m weird, delusional or crazy.
i found out that the universe wanted me to stay put
it wanted me to dig deep and plant my feet where i was
the universe wants me here and now, even if i wanted to
be anywhere else
i keep trying to find it. the message it is sending me.
i keep looking through my emails, checking my mail box
creating blank spaces to doodle in case the universe
just wants to lay a clue down on the paper of my
i think i need a tarot card reading, or a psychic’s truth.
someone to give me a better avenue. because the message
is stuck in my voice mail and i can’t get to it.