The Racer Cafe, sight of a recent senseless shooting here in Seattle. Someone I know knew the victims and for the life of me I couldn't think of a damn thing to say to her that would give thier death any meaning what so ever.
A schizophrenic
Upon being eighty-sixed
From a café
Pulled two guns
And killed four people.
Later he killed another
And finally he
Killed himself.
I have spent
Three days
Unsuccessfully
Trying to make
Some sense,
Pull some meaning
Out of this.
(And if you say
"The Lord works
In mysterious ways."
I will say
That is because
He isn't working
At all!)
And so I
Am left with this,
Drink every cup
Of coffee
As if it is
Your last cup
Of coffee
It might very
Well be.
Poetry by Budart
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Written on 2012-06-05 at 04:32
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Shooting at The Racer Café
A schizophrenic
Upon being eighty-sixed
From a café
Pulled two guns
And killed four people.
Later he killed another
And finally he
Killed himself.
I have spent
Three days
Unsuccessfully
Trying to make
Some sense,
Pull some meaning
Out of this.
(And if you say
"The Lord works
In mysterious ways."
I will say
That is because
He isn't working
At all!)
And so I
Am left with this,
Drink every cup
Of coffee
As if it is
Your last cup
Of coffee
It might very
Well be.
Poetry by Budart
Read 812 times
Written on 2012-06-05 at 04:32
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