130723A
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Bizarre occurrences
dotting and dashing content
in the context of spacetime.

A hyphenation of intervals
indicating fictional relations
as though pulling it together.

Fractured bits of information
bound up and splinted
with excessive reasoning.

Broken words dangle helpless
over distant horizon lines
where things begin and end.

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150723A
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When the Irish drink
they expect far too much
beyond the typical effects
of their choice of beverage.

The Irish seem to insist
has to be at least one fairy
in each bottle
and she has to dance for them.

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160723A
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Wondering what became of _____
insert the name or face
into what has become a blank
in the on going record.

Proving we were not in mind
as anyone important enough
in terms of any real significance
that would lead to being informed.

There are no forwarding addresses
or any fossilized clues
in the typical social sediments
that might hold traces of whereabouts.

The chances of a feather falling
to leave a lasting impression
in the common mud flats
is always slim to none.

We really do not have that much
that we can really count on
and history is mostly footprints
melting into the same old mud.

Dinosaurs walked the Earth
leaving footprints in primal ooze
so we try to walk in those same
following that same hard path.

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160723B
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We do not want to lose the familiar
in a growing fear of nothing new
comes from having been that road
to that very same place as before.

Always trying to get out of there
but never quite making it
becomes a lifetime occupation
and in between we dare to dream.

It is that carefully planned getaway
that does not getaway from anything
taking habitual trips down memory lane
mostly to the same places as before.

The usual crowd is picking on whatever
should never really concern them
but incapable of dealing with anything
that they ought to be concerned about.

Burial is a process that begins long before
whenever the funeral chances to happen
piling up a steady accumulation
of trivial and other routine information.

You know it is nearly over and done
when none of the salesmen convince you
and every advertisement annoys you
while creating the same tense impatience.

That is when you yourself lose value
marginalizing you to the markets
and the more you reduce your spend
the less value becomes attributed.

Taking a stroll through the local zoo
you realize it is the middle of Main Street
in what could be in Anytown, Anywhere
and you must not feed the animals.

The only attention you are getting
is when they want to be fed
and you know that is happening
because they chew at your heels.

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230723A
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Becoming one of the restless
but not really young anymore
realizing too much that goes on
is at the soap opera level.

The people who have it all
including all the answers
never really let you join them
with so many questions.

They do not like questions
because it upsets their order
where it is all neatly arranged
similar to place settings.

They do not really like you
because you could not shop
for all those right things
in all those right places.

You have turned to dark
you have gone to silent
finding nothing left to say
and no one to say it to.

You are a historian again
from the peculiar viewpoint
of a fictional sort of life
belonging in comic books.

Fools are always plentiful
so that they can rush in
after which there is a belief
angels gather up the carnage.

As the vultures of any battle
they come gracefully down
in a sky ballet of opportunity
to where your guts are torn out.

Not knowing where to go
starting from lost touch
and headed to lost direction
knowing slaved for nothing.

You claim working hard
having to peel the onions
to account for the high tide
floods out remaining vision.

There is a vague memory
of seeing ahead clearly
but that seems as long ago
as any other lost yesterday.

You get on with whatever it is
not knowing what it is anymore
among your ruined plans
and various failed propositions.

No ones goes your way anymore
and there is no turning back
to nothing left to turn back to
as to those stations on the way.

Waiting for an invitation
that you would want to accept
creates a more deafening silence
where you dump your thoughts.

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240723A
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How many little worlds
again being destroyed
by the destroyers of worlds
and in one footprint
whole universes perishing.

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260723A
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Those we wished to keep closer
ending up the furthest away
and those we sought to distance
remaining far too close
being the usual consequences.

We are lost in the constant shuffle
surrendering incapacitated attempts
meant to establish and build
what is only broken down again
adding evidence of our frailty.

Routinely made to become
whatever we actually hate
while being continually trained
to give up whatever we love
serves as valuable experience.

Ultimately experience for nothing
beyond the belief in experience
teaches something of value
even if entirely of no real use
anywhere further down the line.

Between the selected
and those who are selecting
stands that vast abyss
representing the powerlessness
to effect any chosen worlds.

We would dream about it
if we could select that program
from the library of possibilities
but it is always out on loan
to someone else made lucky.

Despite what we were taught
to fall into believing
about our real situations
as concerns who will drop in
and who always keeps away.

A game we would never play
remaining forever available
while the moves we then make
concerning possible amusements
prove far too ineffectual.

Thus confining imagination
to deprive it of strength
disabling actual dreams
made of intent and satisfaction
to being rim shots at boredom.

Becoming the only point
in a pointless scene
crowded with pixel noise
that continually blurs out
what we thought we knew.

Our pursuit is a happiness
that is entirely dependent
on what we do not have
which is what we never get
but life is always a hot pursuit.

Somehow it got away
to made thankful that it did
and that is the only story
that anyone actually saved
in defining what it entails.

There is no stepping back
on the wrong way we came
to that pervasive condition
that is our not belonging
to anything right for us.

Withdrawal to withdrawal
is that dwindling feeling
that we have been put out
with the other inconveniences
that no one really wanted.

We would be better off
if we actually had permission
to create our own personal hells
rather than being locked up
in someone else's ideas of heaven.

It never works that way
and there are always those calls
that we cannot possibly answer
which are scattered in among
those calls that never come.

Someone else knowing better
what is actually good for us
in the throes of in death as in life
and we are never to question
that much official authority.

That ends the saga of waiting
having been a trial of patience
for the sake of impossible rewards
the circumstances always wrong
by means of typical arrangements.

The constraints on the options
are the constraints on connections
wrong side of any barriers
in the midst of incessant noise
where only the silence answers.

You always kept asking
but you never received
because it is all determined
by what you might ask for
being strictly on cue.

On cue and not being listed
as part of an ever longer list
listing what is now forbidden
to you if not to someone else
creating added complications.

You simply do not know
what choice you must make
that you are free to make
from among the options
that you do not really have.
It means a lot of guessing
and you have to guess it right
even if it takes you away
from anything you wanted
and anything you might want.

If someone were to tell you
it would spoil the whole game
that is exactly the same
as being able to see something
so you can actually fight it.

A search strategy designed
to take you to a new nowhere
and whatever made you imagine
it could really set you free
from the ever growing opposition.

You are going to regret it
no matter what it is you get
and you never would want
what you think you want
anywhere and in any way.