finally content
to be back wholly in the world?
to stop pushing for early release
to evade your reckonings?
I talk like this to an average person
and they think I'm some goofball
out of a monastery or asylum
at the mercy of exhausted mythologies
while they accept the world they live in
as an end-all and be-all
and which one of us is right or wrong?
the glory of what we call 'God' is the very universe
they admire as a chaos in mindless awe
which is the only way to approach the matter
from which way or another hardly matters
we all go down 'that lonesome valley'
and wind up in someone's folk song
immortalized for accepting the fate we all share
hanging at the bar waiting for our turn at the mike...
and that my friend is one way we find ourselves
exactly where we are....
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