Hangover

Every day is waking to the

hangover of the previous day...

the result of what was finished,

what still needs to be done.

Every life is a hangover from

previous lives...the consequences

of previous actions, what's still

left to be learned.  

All of reality is a hangover...

civilizations rise, each day a

hangover of the progress of

yesterday...civilizations fall,

each dawn the headache worsens.

Newness is an illusion..."retro"

is in this year...seven billion

people the hangovers of a twinkle

in someone's eye....what seems new

to you is someone else's hangover...

...sooner or later, yours too.

Past, present, future all hangover...

not knowing is hangover of what

you've already forgotten....

only this rain, church bells, flowers,

glass of wine, is not hungover.