Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Free, Blind and Limping Verse

Everything is tucked in place

And my dinghy is securely docked.


All that’s left is clean and rearrange

And nobody cares when it’s done.


I found an abandoned book

On English Literature in the basement.


Will read it if I ever remember

Where I put the damned thing.


The Navajo Spirit Guide told me

“Now….before it’s too late.”


I should have read that yesterday

Because now it’s hopelessly gone.


We’re here because we’re here

Because we’re here. Because we’re here.


Truer words were never spoken.

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