The Anchors of Egotism
Narcissistic penchants
scribing stories of my toes
Wrinkles in between the roads
Of my paths and stop signs
Giving lines out like a coach
calling a depleted time out
Penalty is coming for running
around in circles
As if the gaze of all this
upward maze
Was appropriate for the
circumstance
To take these hands to understand
Tribal council try and count
me
In that number that remains
as if I could utter the right phrase
That was not about my own
days and listen
To all the others buzzing and
all the hive in loving
All the problems within the
comb and propose
A road to solve them, so
concerned with just with what I could learn
The egotism is like prison to
become just a man
At the taxi-stand with a
thumb out for eternity
Sisyphus in all of us,
repeating the mistake of trust
To hold it in like a paradigm
for an isolated life
Mardi Gras parade and trinket
faith hurled in gross
In dozens for most someone
will propose
An exit strategy to this
conundrum in the path way
The hedges high and that taxi
ride is coming
Before sunset if I could find
the color to bleed out some hoping
This one was not supposed to
be about me
Yet I can not find the words
to get free
Of my own means and life
Knowing about the world
despite
All the thousand keys to one
set of hand cuffs
And I somehow choose to pick
none of them up
So blind, so blind and so I
will, give a damn two weeks
From next Thursday when
autumn starts to grow
On me like a fungus of the
winter to come
Such a waste of time to cry,
such a battle between the you and the I
Alphabet soup to spew and all
that is left is the world in syllabic mildew
Rotting up there on the walls
like molded black specs to recall
The storms of times where I,
where I could only converse on a hallow line
One script and I have had
enough of it, jump on out and bust the year
Like a shotgun beer, just
down it now and ask questions later
Because the time is coming
and yes, there will be time to save her
For conscious contemplation
after the teenage exuberant celebrations
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