"disfluencies" poems
Disfluencies in thought irrationalize us all
tis noted by philosophers, man’s historic fall
‘tis not in defeat we find ourselves born
but with views of the future, and history forlorn
ceaseless and restless is the toil, man must face each day
for every single citizen, has debt that they must pay
to earth, to man, to all the world, until they part their ways
still less than insignificant each man’s song still plays
to man we pay homage, in spirit and in song
for without the men who guide our thoughts, we would surely be more wrong
the stumbling paths men must take, for sake of being right
is the same tale of humanity, in constant search for light
on who we are, why we’re here, and does it really matter
if happiness is not achieved, I wouldn’t take the latter
so forth we stumble awaiting the next sure step
towards love and to leave the disasters of the past.
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 2:25 AM UTC
when they put it to sleep
I am already halfway home
or already home
my head heavy
with that strange social buzz
that comes from
severing myself from shindigs
but making an exception
minds skewed with alcohol
a barefoot teen Fosbury-flopping
over a mate’s dad’s armchair
before too long
I’ll think of their foot-long children
caterwauling at 3am
the desk-job half-full cup
of cheap coffee
our greetings infrequent
dialogue Wyoming-sparse
say how I should’ve told you
six mid-Decembers ago
my days a haze of disfluencies
TV repeats and cold callers
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 7:24 PM UTC