Thursday, March 16, 2017


Very small, in spite of our generation...
all of us make up a made up nation...
living in a desecration
homo sap prancing mind dance
reeling with the oldies
same as it ever was
nothing new nothing new.

Nothing knew, but then forgot...
a double take confusion ever since
trying to figure it out in "no spin zone"
words melt into flapping lips flaming zip.

The Sixties were a warning last laugh...
if you'd paid attention, you'd be home by now.
Never mind the  lifetime lost; your heart is
somewhere, just not in the right place.


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