Fixing stuff, myself included…
Something to Cry About
Brilliant stars,
Van Gogh as whirling dervish,
trying to avoid black holes.
Careening through the barriers,
knowing no limits.
Only then did I see you, and you saw me.
Now I need a GPS to locate myself.
Off center,
off course,
please identify yourself.
We are tracking your position
and regret to inform you;
without the proper parameters in place,
we will no longer be able to support
your misappropriation of fun.
Please be advised: you are entirely on your own.
This is protected airspace!
But, I didn’t even inhale.
Particles of our air were found in your…
Inspection of your bags revealed:
Twelve rumors roasting
Eleven debts outstanding
Ten tongues a wagging
Nine ladies crying
Eight affairs illicit
Seven sexual hangups
Six goofy sayings
Five frazzled nerves
Four buried memories
Three explosive issues
Two bones of contention
And one sordid past.
“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”
–Oscar Wild
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