Monday, November 14, 2016

Question: Super tired of politics...can you talk about anything else?

Aaaand...you get a poem.




Dreaming active of the day that I am
special like tides of refuse near the edge of joy


Walking into situations blessed with nary
a thought of consequence and costing those engaged


Having to differentiate myself from all
that is to keep my head above the murk of dreams


Accepting the responsibility of a thousand moments
passed over, a million needs unmet for all the conscientious


In honor of the fallen men, in honor of the reaching girls,
in dignity with spurned remorse, in horror of the present course


In step with terror at our sleeves, inferior in thoughts and deeds,
in dignity with earned remorse, in horror of the present course




Short Answer: Hope Must First Fall Eternal


Note: Fooled you! Still politics, motherfucker! (Don't worry. I'm tired of it, too.)

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