Doesn't Matter

Can’t camouflage
your flaws
and expect to be loved

I’M NOT GOOD AT THIS STUFF

all I’ve got is a lot of love
and love isn’t enough
when push comes to shove

and sh*t’s getting rough

it’s like ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

and my patience
was lost so long ago
it’s with the ancients
paddling to and fro
saddling the weight of displacement
swirling in the river’s undertow

I CAN’T UNDERSTAND IT
faced with the sun and the moon in the womb of our planet?
PLACED here for a purpose? Maybe? what a wild circus (dismissal)
add it to the past
fast
as that last
moment passed
As if it’s already gone
bit by water droplet
ON AND ON
how about dead
instead?
my ghost,
I’ve bled it
close as clothes
and lips and nose
abreast to breath
LESSness
Why,

untie

the rope n open up,

mom's son--

dawn’s begun
to run
distinctly pink
in INKS
of blue
from done
comes do
DUE
distant
YONDER
an inStrument
of the instant
A LIFETIME LONGER!
IT IS WHAT IT ISN’T
I gather,
or rather
IT DOESN’T MATTER
as a matter of fact
ADD HER
sadder or gladder
to the packed

MEMORIES
ENDLESSLY
AS ENTRIES
AS SEAS SLOSHING
SO PLENTIFULLY
WASHING
AS CENTURIES
AS ASH
AS EVENTUALLY
AT LAST
AS THE CURVATURE
OF THE ATLAS
CIRCULAR IN NATURE
IN NURTURE
IT INVENTS US
HURTLES US
’ROUND A STAR
IT PULLS OUR
SENSES HERE
NEAR THE SUN
NEAR THE ENTRANCE
OF ILLUSION
SPUN
LIKE A FLAT NICKEL
CAN APPEAR
SPHERICAL
THAT TRICK WILL
EXPOSE
HOW IT ALL GOES
AROUND
HOW IT ALL FALLS
DOWN
I SUPPOSE
IF LIFE
GROWS
FROM THE INANIMATE GROUND
THEN IT CAN
ALSO FOLLOW
OUR LAST
HOUR GLASSED
GRAIN OF SAND
WITH THE SOUL
SANS SOUND
(BUT IT LANDS
IT LANDS
LIKE A DRUM ROLL!)

Love life
love its
continuance
give into its
intuit
influence

BECAUSE

crashes happen fast
even as you reach for the seat belt clasp
before it latches
SNAP
EVERYTHING YOU’VE EVER KNOWN LAPsES
COLLAPSES
that’s when it happens
and it never lasts
…all the laughing…
make sure
you take your
FULL GRASP
before it passes

The End

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