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 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Dag J
time and time again
   I repeat the same refrain
       where is the source of time
       when gone - where is it lain
           time slips from our fingers
           why is it so  ...  in vain

time is all we need
time is all we breathe
time is all we waste
                                 time in all its haste

time to make a life
                               to live
                                   to love
                                       to chase

                          wander, wonder
                laugh, admire
     own, buy, lose ... hire

          all we do, we do in time
to make the last... that last line rhyme
                            ...
© MMXIII by Day J
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Dag J
unbearable secrets
negotiating bearable truths as
                         day brakes in
                       everyday life of
                     rural experiments

         taken by the
huge momentum of lifes
            eventualities

               broken by the
        roughness of modern
         intellectuality as the
       devided forgetfulness
                                              grows­ into
elegant white memories
© MMXIII by Day J
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Dag J
vacant mind keeping its distance in search for
answers without questions while living up to
gauzy expectations of peaceful endings to all
uneasinss as the duration of life elongates into
elements of squalidly uplifting surprises
---
or... daydreaming while waiting for the answers
to the questions that are cornered by squares
right down to the rectangeled circles of blue notes
the air
has a freshness
to it to-day
as yesterday's rain
washed the dust away
she is
a very naughty girl
she never follows
policy to the letter
she always
does the wrong thing
she needs some discipline
she's proficient
at defying the law
she knows not how
to get the message
she doesn't
listen intently enough
she fills many charge sheets
with her misconduct
she is a girl
with a streak of wickedness
she has all the hallmarks
of someone who is naughty

I speak of Ursula
in the above list of bad deeds
and there is a hope
that her bad deeds
can be quickly remedied

the hand of an authority figure
will bring her back into line
as she has too often
strayed from that line

whence appropriate corrections
are implemented
all her behavioral problems
shall be circumvented

then and only then
a change will eventuate
and she'll no longer
be showing her bad traits

really naughty girls
such as Ursula
can become more like
a pleasant seaside peninsula

watching her radical transformation
shall be a sight to see
so we'll keep our eyes focused
on what Ursula shall soon be
accord
twill ever sing
as they join together
in a nectar dripping pairing
they've sought the treasure that closeness doth bring
their union aligns with the stars
love's sweet bounty trilling
in their profound
accord
the days of the Great Depression
bought recession
Wall Street dipped
values slipped

the economy wasn't in the pink
dollars did sink
finances lost
high was the cost

the stock market in a dark well
for it wasn't well
some years it took
fixing the book
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