Filthy fingers of newsprint and recycled contaminants

Mind blindingly void of thoughts of merit

Dirty. Everything so post-pristine

Indictments of our inner souls

Of god and money and choices hard

And exclusive of peace intra or extra

When did religion and government incorporate?

One would have predicted (from here)

That clarity and simplicity would prevail

Yet only awe-struck bewilderment at

Self-imposed complexities are evident

Confusion over time is exponential

Experience loads the burden of morality

Logic and history suggest a vicious defeat

Punishment for our collective self-contempt

Even the old guy said it is the end of time

Yet my maso-optimism borders on despair

I lie awake in wonder and anticipation


waiting for the light

donkey and the might

heros in the fight

it all results in night

we waste our lonely need

in pools of wasted seed

the people did not feed

to pad our lives with greed


Found the following note - in 14-point Times New Roman - today:


F.Y.I. The following accounts are negative balance--supplies, ac heat, tv, furniture and fixtures, light bulbs