Definitely Nuts
A Bunch of Words
Secrets started long ago
Held in a loop
Elementary physics not nearly enough
Lies and deception society norm
Laying low wholly inadequate
Everything a fight for survival and
Yawning destiny
January's come and gone weighted
Under the oppressive winter
Never remembering summer's all-ways there
Eternal wind genetic doom
Over a period of time the whole thing just became patently ludicrous
Listing and yawning again like Salmon's final upstream battle
Seeing no relief without
Eyes to the future
Novocain disappointment achieved by repeat performance
Persuaded into acceptance from time to time
After awhile weary
Timeless immemorial truths
Momentous moments multiplied and divided
Opera on every corner
Relative to the known universe
Ecology in seeming defeat
Reasonably certain
Everything going more or less to plan
Estimated arrival still unknown
Value to spirit
Enjoy with a grin even the grim
Send a message into time
But it's Coco Chanel® you Stupid Hag
Met a Renaissance Man with a bag of swords and of course a feather in his cap
And
A born again Christian with a magic formula and eyes that seemed just a little bit too deep
While watching and listening to two miles of long line being hauled up the dock
Yesterday
Four police officers were at the end of the ramp too , I saw them without my glasses on,
blue broad shouldered blurs way at the end of the dock
But when I asked why they were there
Nobody knew
Later on I went to The Hard and sat on a park bench at twilight
Looked down an endless tunnel of beauty resting in the middle of a long bicycle ride
And
Whilst on my park bench watching people wearing watches that cost more than my home
I overheard
And
Had the following words thrown at me
Look I'm telling you straight
That's what you're paying me for
You have no choices
And
It smells like something you could grow coffee in
That's what you get for wearing cheap perfume
And
Watched a little boy with a stick do a dance for his parents
"La la. La la" the little boy sang and then hit his stick against the stones of the seawall
"La la. La la" the little boy sang except when he'd hit his stick against the stones
Then he'd say, "Fuck you. Fuck you."
His parents seemed to think this was delightful
They clapped
Later on still when I got back safe to my home
After my long bicycle ride on The Hard seeking some quiet peace
And
Instead feeling bemused and firmly in purgatory
The two miles of long line still being pulled unceasingly along the dock
I checked the tide tables
It was in fact
Full moon
Testing 123
IF
The reason for testing is to determine excellence
AND
Testing never ends
OR
The reason for testing is to determine failure
NOT
Existence
TRUE
Cessation of testing indicates failure
FALSE
Cessation of testing indicates success
Is & Ers
Is is the land
The way
And then there's
Er
And
Er's way
Is' way is to do
What has to be done
Er's way is to do more
Is way is to work
Er's way is to work
It
It stands alone
Unconcerned
Old Eskimos on the Ice
In de light of stuff
Be in a bird den
In de light of prince and pals and on her
In de light of state is its and every
dance and its
story oft heard
Weed the pea poll
De clear
De pike
In de light of stuff
Dangling on a Hook Once Again
It's a riddle
A guessing game
A labyrinth of cause and effect
It's mind set
and
Bringing up
and
Reaching out
or
Digging in
It's giving up
or
Giving in
or
Giving to
or
Giving all
It's laying low
or
Laying down
or
Reaching up
or
Bending over
It can't be defined
Except for the Beginning
And
The End
Dangling
on
a
Hook
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