Hard Lessons

Hard lessons fall with the vicious joy of an innocent child
Like raindrops the size of my head
Falling through a forest of razors
Hard lessons fall from staggering heights
Through the cold empty air
Onto unprotected hearts
Hard lessons come in the middle of the night
In the middle of a meal
In the middle of a conversation
In the middle ages
Hard lessons wait in the rising weeds
to grab, to trip, to pull me down
        to their level
Hard lessons, from a distance, look like easy ones
        like practical jokes
        expecting laughter
        confused by tears
I breathe in hard lessons like ice to my lungs
And breathe out unwanted wisdom

Published by mikepowernyc

New album "Observations" available now. A veteran of NYC’s underground music scene, Mike Power played on the stages of such beloved lost venues as CBGB’s and Kenny’s Castaways, as well as stalwart surviving ones like Arlene’s Grocery and the Bitter End as singer/songwriter/bassist with Late Model Humans. In 2020, quarantining from the global pandemic he worked remotely with other artists to record a collection of new music called Observations, that infuses his punk roots with introspective acoustic pieces.

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