Poem About Nothing
How am I doing so far?
The undergrowth is overgrown.
but, let's not talk about that now.
I think I'll watch some cars drag
racing today...nothing like the dream
of heavy machinery and gasoline.
Maybe I'll go to the Club
and club a few. Maybe I could
take a photograph of a mountain.
Who will keep my snap shots
when I let them go, when they look
at the picture of some smiling face
they never knew? I won't care then.
The weather's changing again, as it
always mockingly does...laughing
into tears of rain. A volcano would
be too much declaration
announcement
reminder.
"Why can't we all just get along?"
I want to punch that guy,
fly away in a balloon,
walk into the ocean,
throw my computer
away......
but even that doesn't happen.
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