Sunday, November 10, 2013

Bittersweet Symphonies

I wish it would wake up,
get up on all fours and walk over to me.

Render me not useless
render unto me that elusive being

Idiocy permeates thought and action
Static as a rock? Solid like a rock.

Liberty,equality,fraternity.
Need equals want,equals greed.

Zero sum game.
I remember that chilly basketball morning.

Early morning poetry
Wave after wave.

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