Occupymn (part 1)

This whole thing has been surreal.
But here's me, taking a sick day and a step back point of view
proves what you already knew- it's crazy.

I went there today, looking for him
there to give our medics cough drops & socks
there to the food table- hot cocoa & cold season teas
I was looking for him, though
and waiting for the train
hoping he would come running up and find me

Haven't I left behind enough clues?
Buttoned to your jacket and plastered all over the news?
I'm starting to think the whole thing was a dream.
I seem to remember this one
The war was on for real and I was busy, busy
trying to change the world.
You got sick and I took care of you,
hiding out at the very edges of the city
in the quiet, we kept moving and took shelter
in the old buildings.
We took care of each other.

I don't know what to make of reality anymore. It seems
we've broken through right there in downtown and now
every time I leave I'm scared. What if it was
just a dream? Everybody tells me it's all online,
they saw it for themselves.
I walk along side the train tracks and imagine
what it will look like when I get there.

I will go back again tomorrow, and the next day.
This isn't over by a long shot.
In fact, it is just the beginning

Home street home

So, I've been far too busy lately down at occupy wallstreet to blog about it but I did just want to say that yesterdays civil disobedience action was awesome and I'm glad we got such a good response. For one thing, my mug shot is on city pages right now (wow). I look like a criminal.I really do. I guess its not supposed to be pretty. Jail was not pleasant, but it was totally worth it.

I have gotten a lot of pats on the back. Thanks. I do what I can and I try to have fun. I feel like this will be a good weekend for new folks AND tomorrow is a spoken word open mic! I'm really excited for this. I have sort of done some poetry down here but its hard with only a bullhorn and in the middle of a protest. I'm excited to see some of the other poets too. To see what people bring. I feel like I wish I had something new, but its been a lot of input and not a lot of time to write it out. Too many conversations with people. Too many other things to do. This experience is like nothing else I've ever done. It is its own world down at the peoples plaza.

so, I guess I just wanted to check in and say I'm having a great time out here in the cold, in the community. Hopefully, more of this to come.