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Jon * Bill * Rich * Ty
Jon * Bill * Rich * Ty
Wednesday
Tuesday
Thursday
Wednesday
Tuesday
four in the morning is
four in the morning is probably
the very worst time to be awake
too late for thought-less sleeping
too early for the distraction of activity
four in the morning is haunted
just memories and longing
thinking and remembering
everything so desperate to forget
four in the morning is missing
everyone and everything you
want and need and lost and broke
every mistake every regret on repeat
four in the morning is hope
that you will get it right this time
that there is a path
to fulfill a fading destiny
four in the morning is sad
and lonely and embarrassing
every error illuminated like
the summer dawn's early light
four in the morning is deep
and wide and cold and wet
drowning under thickening ice
heart beating in your ears
four in the morning is the realization
that the past is gone and
the future is uncertain and
this thing called "present" never fully exists
four in the morning is a mirror
held before you like a
real-time documentary of
the horrors of a life completely wasted
four in the morning is probably
the very deepest of solitude
too quiet for the drama of sobbing
too still for flagellation and redemption
Monday
Thursday
Wednesday
Gamble
Historic gambles on massive scales
Trusting systems
Trusting instincts
Trusting signals
Trusting people
Trusting the universe
All in
all or nothing
double all or double nothing
something for nothing
nothing to lose
riding and dying
The bigger the stakes
the better the gamble
The better the gamble
the bigger the payout
And it will always be about
the payout and
the thrill of the roll
The tinkling of jackpots
To even create back-up plans
Contingencies just in case
Is only evidence one never
fully believed in one's initial idea
Failure from launch
inferiority inherent
Juggling eggs in a single baster
Believing systems
Believing instincts
Believing signals
Believing people
Believing the universe
Steps Need Swept
i just swept the front steps again
so that when someone finally visits me in here
they will not think that i am a slob
the majority of visitors i host are
package delivery men and cold callers
or the stray neighbor in need
the peaceful rhythm of sweeping
backing and forthing balancing
dig and loft dig and loft dig and loft
mostly tree bark and a stray leaf or so
some moss that will soon need attention
bricks untouched by most human feet
when someone finally visits me in here
i will set out some crackers perhaps
and offer appropriate beverages
but for now i will look again out
to see if the front steps need swept
an impression to manage
Tuesday
Monday
Saturday
Friday
July 10, 2013
The cycles are what destroy
expansion in heat
constriction in cold
First fatigue
then cracks noted
Eventually down comes the entire house of mirrors
There is never logic
always make believe
Constructs built upon quicksand
on fault lines and
never with clear title
An existence that is virtual at best
Chiropracty
Democracy
Phrenology
Astrology
Disney
Free
Qi
I have never belonged anywhere
but that has never before slowed me
Your rules and regulations
laws and proscriptions
are falsely theoretical and
can never apply to me
Punishment expected
is no longer punishment
It becomes merely all we live
all we know
Words and deeds exploited
to anger, frighten, and shove
Wednesday
Tuesday
Thursday
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