How Much Of History Is True?
Twixt life
and death
birth and evaporation
lies inexplicable glee
and honest hopeless despair;
steady the craft!
too much is just enough
to determine holistically
a bigger picture
of despair
redeeming
death’s decline
in euphonious cacophony
of euphoric joy
Thy tractor beam
of salvation.
Octopus Beak Butthole
Time starts out slow
ramps up to draw out
or close at a furious
whimpering pace
dragging one and all
along indefinitely (for
the ride).
Its goal is to wear
you out, prop you up
to weave fantasies of
comfort that forestall
a thought of total
destruction and its
consequence.
So gorge on drugs
while you can.
Randall Rogers is a Midwest writer
from Rapid City, South Dakota. He lives virtually alone with his wife and
two armadillo(s). He likes Patrick Henry and John Locke. Last
published in "Spit".
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