Wednesday, 20 April 2011

Dancing zebras are what I dream of

as Life is more than I can say
more than I can feel
more than I can take
The instantaneous detail
the momentary happiness and fear of the unknown
few unknown
few unspoken
much left to hear
that one cannot hear
one that one may avoid
and seek to find
some meaning
in depths of meaningless struggle
for momentary pride and favor
with beings not worth your respect
of elderly snobbery
and gossip
and laugh
and lust of gleeful words
of sniggering hurts
of life not well lived