morning i guess

with devious premeditation
i swallow my meds
look out at the snow

in 'The Guardian' an analysis of Kant
as soggy as my corn-flakes

i read for a while (The Sleepwalkers)
caress a blues from my PRS
laugh at the instability of memory
and at self-serving memes

7:15 AM

sometimes one must just be
who one is
and wait for the rest of the day



Poetry by Wumbulu
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Written on 2014-12-31 at 15:46

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our lives are not dissimilar. with a few variations i could have written this poem. substitute "nytimes" for "the guardian," substitute "martin" for "prs," substitute "poetic form & poetic meter," for "sleepwalkers," and there u go. right down to the blues. 12 bars in E, as a matter of fact.

the dude abides.
the dudette abides, too.
2015-02-16