EXPECT ANYTHING MORE
I have somehow connected to the pledge
of the ages to not rile the world with unbalanced
appraisals. All that may be - how you say -
'prim and proper,' but not for me. The world
is a pot-black patter-face posted in darkness.
I've seen its people - inhabitants all - in their
nice crinkly faces absconding with things :
the fugues of busy fingers stealing, ideas
and memories and intentions and doubts.
There's no over-riding reason why. It's
just done. Like sea-lions riding the
crest of a wave, or lounging alone
on some pier for a day, nothing is
mattered and nothing is meant.
It's unrealistic to really
expect anything more.
I have somehow connected to the pledge
of the ages to not rile the world with unbalanced
appraisals. All that may be - how you say -
'prim and proper,' but not for me. The world
is a pot-black patter-face posted in darkness.
I've seen its people - inhabitants all - in their
nice crinkly faces absconding with things :
the fugues of busy fingers stealing, ideas
and memories and intentions and doubts.
There's no over-riding reason why. It's
just done. Like sea-lions riding the
crest of a wave, or lounging alone
on some pier for a day, nothing is
mattered and nothing is meant.
It's unrealistic to really
expect anything more.
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