Monday, April 11, 2011

Drifting

We are all drifting...

Pacing
by the water.

Every path
an improvisation.
Sketchy;
irregular.

We are all drifting...

The time had come for the assembly;
for business.

We need an assembly,
not for fun,
not for laughing,
not for cleverness.
We need an assembly
to put things straight.

We are all drifting...

We decide things;
they don't get done

Ever.

We've got to-or die.

We are all drifting...

Things
are breaking up.
I don't understand why.

Looking beyond them
at nothing.
Remembering the beastie,
the talk of fear.

We are all drfiting...

I know there isn't no beast.
I know there isn't no fear.

Unless we get frightened of people...

We are all drifting
and things are going
rotten.

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