MY DUBIOUS DAY

after my morning exercise


(cursing my imaginary Almighty

for again not saving me from my consequences


and being at enough of a disadvantage to know

any amendment I try to enforce will fail


because no grace will reverse the intractable

world I've made for myself and I may not live


long enough to ever see this corrected...

after all this delusion swirling like smoke


from a pipe of hashish through a brain beaten

by lack and paralysis...after every sworn pledge


and every corresponding failure to follow through

and the cool empty desolation greeted like a release...)


I begin my dubious day...




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