WAKE UP AND GO OUTSIDE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD
things seen on the tv?
they'll all blend into one
with everything that we've been told
that wasn't any funthe poet
wakes, the poet
dreams, the poet
cries, the poet screams"It's all out of order,"
he says,
regrets,
for, "If it all were straight
Why would I forget?
I was young
when I was told
I had lived 'lives past'
yet I remember nothing,
barely this one, not the last."COMPUTERS THINK...now how is that?
In. Every. Single. Way.
But, hey, they'll forget all my feelings,
if not what I say!and the Final Poet approaching?
He'll be Messiah to none, if
by the time that he arrives
noone can remember funthe first and final pleasures
when unlike fractions combine
remind us that we're incomplete,
beg us savor time,
throw away the tv sets in which
the images are one, and ditch
the things that we've been sold
which weren't any fun
I've been reading too much Leonard Cohen.
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