Thursday, November 11, 2010

Lessons

Agonizing futility
Sitting quietly
Inner voice screaming with baseless rage
To sit quietly
Anywhere else

Dull droning
Incessant, nagging nothingness
Wasted, impotent speech
Devoid of substance

To sit quietly
Anywhere else

Dreaming
Beautiful, exciting, formless things

All around a maelstrom
Sitting quietly
In the shrinking eye of the storm

[2004]
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