Sunday, December 26, 2010

the hatreds we endure

are our own hurts

coming back to us

from those we've hurt

to those from whom we've received harm

(all the same and coming on cue

though it be woe onto them)

mockery is out!!!

we've done our time as snickering jackass hipsters

(hipsters! the fake bohemians! the pretenders mooching off

the patron's table while the genuine artist suffers

all kinds of madness and grief and who is mocked

by every ignoramus including (most especially the-- YES!--

hipster!) time for something new in our lives--


we all stumble down the same pass

so it's not wise to judge

unless you love the hatreds you endure--in which case--

by your own call--you're on your own

Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.

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