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so help me


the biggest joke

of either heaven

or hell: you're dead,

ok! get over it.

oh, you can't

we won't

talk or laugh

this one over

then

sip conversation

over lattes

fuck away our

loneliness

fill those

empty hours

abusing

tv

fast foods

move by

impractical

urges

grow daffodils

between the

beets

bestow blessings

curses

join the riotous

fray

sleep til

noon

disappoint your

parents

others

carry a

placard

eat red

meat

wonder why

all this

chaos

take an asprin

a day

tell a lie

or two

search for

truth

toss a summer

frisbee

concede mystery

fret your

obsessions

save the

planet

grow cranky

with age

remain young

despite the

consequences

look daggers

at extravagant

happiness

baffle yourself

often

pluck out

your heart

for someone

and all this

before death

eagerly

plunks his fat

arse in your

lazy-boy 

smiling

like a black cat

about to rip

the head off

a transfixed

mouse

and asks you

to say cheese

as he cuts one

loudly

laughing at

his asylum

humor

or says

pray to

.

whatever gods

won't hear

you

cuz they're

out having

a few beers

with friends

in another

galaxy

far far away

ha ha

hey

don't you

believe in

quantum paradox

ha ha

our navels

inny or outy

remind us we

came in

wailing

smeared with

blood

connected to

after birth

ha ha ha

tricked out

though

reluctantly

for what's

to come

no options

given

take a long

drag

on life

inhale exhale

enough loving

for a life time

to matter

forever

for who minds

over there

 

~

words: Ed Higgins, Oregon (poetry page)
image: 'nine five six' - Matthew C. Crawford, South Korea

~

another blueprint of a life time: Post Script Sonnet (#10)

 
   

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