October 20, 2010
Introspective poem from Jeff – aware of his ageing process?
bing bang ping
crisp leaves shudder perpendicular to the kerb
the river continues to flow
my breathing diminishes with age in preparation
silly rituals like sheep flocking
fucking and cooking, breeding, using, bleeding
all the same
repeated
a kaleidoscope, just a reflected pattern
all smoke and mirrors, we are amused
boring tedious plebs
oy wakey wakey
an empty vessel makes noise
umchowaa!
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