The Resistance of Persistence

The Resistance of Persistance

Are we so late we cannot wait,
For we canter straight--
Get nowhere.
We're flying past to get there fast,
When we're there at last,
We go boom.
And boom...
And boom...
And...

Boom.

But energy stays, floats away,
Lost consciousness strays--
Dimly blinks.
To recombine where force aligns,
With a mad design,
To twinkle.
Twinkle...
Twinkle...

Zot.



Invino Veritas
5/22/13
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A Couple of Islands In The Stream

Painting Above The Urinal

There's a painting in the bathroom,
Just inches above the urinal,
And all the solitude is intact,
Across the satin background,
The salty, sandy wasteland,
Two lonely trees stand in green exact.

 

Assumption

I must assume,
At some point soon,
There will not be,
Anymore room,
And the spider webs,
Inside my head,
Have nothing but cocoons.


Invino Veritas
5/14/13
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Frenemies

Frenemies

It's her but, me, and my,
That always made me sigh,
And roll my eyes.
When she interjected,
Scoffed as she rejected,
The time was ripe,
As she directed,
For chance to reply.

It's the yous, don'ts, and dos,
That keeps the common glues,
From setting up.
And yet she'll carry on,
With hand-picked hangers-on,
All in a line.
Yet when bleats are gone,
She becomes my muse.

Armadillo In The Sun

Armadillo In The Sun

It's the lost art,
Of the comment,
It's the unfathomed mention,
The notion that should be done.
It's the context,
That only serves itself,
It's the barking dog,
That becomes,
The armadillo in the sun.