Thursday, July 29, 2010

powerless at some crossroad of infinity

though it only looks to the world
like an intersection
on a busy Saturday night street

any move will send out ripples
of signal and consequence--
I sat too long at the bar and thought--

bad combination--too many shots
and too much thinking--and poleaxed
at the similarity of hangover and Buddhist

'blank mind'--next I'll have the grotesques
come up and ask me for directions--I should
light flares and surround myself--broken down but

empowered on the shoulder of a speeding highway

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