It will be ignored
Two of the ten directions
The surrealistic crutches
Broke in the corner
A mathematical puzzle
Bubble multiverse
Cradles of bifurcation
Tee-Ninie Tim’s view
Once above head and shoulders
Is now his own/ly
He no longer hears the call
Forgotten crutches
Flimsily veiled do-hikies
Of life’s challenges
Way beyond the repairing
In the forgetting
The fence has locked shut and
reads
Do not enter here
By thinking you ignore it
You are defeated
It’s the same as forgetting
And then atta-boy
Yourself for not ‘membering
But in the congrats
Remember what you wanted
to always forget
All he had to do was look
Into new corners
Dream a new algorithm
And figure it out
Two of the ten directions
Asking whom to blame
Two lines drawn point up and
down
He did not do it
It is rarely that simple
While he was looking
Down gently organizing
We were looking up
Organizing against him
All we need is love, love,
(beat)
All we need is love
Awww good on you for having a crack. We'll still write, just not on 10thDoM. All we need is love yeh?
ReplyDeletea little love sounds good. And cake, i'll pass on the math thank you.
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