Monday, June 2, 2014

if god can read our thoughts why do we pray aloud?


lifted weights

the vertigo tried to gain ground

as i strained

 

i just ignored it

soon enough i’ll have a different

form of the spins

 

my cat is indifferent

as i discover i have no alcohol

in my place

 

put on my shoes

knot the lace

and head on out

into the smoggy air

of another early evening

 

dionysus allowed the harvest

and wine is in every window

he was the last god accepted

on mount olympus

 

now the olympians

are found with covers

claiming mythology

 

but dionysus devotees

cover the earth

 

i come home with

a bottle of jack daniels

a twelve pack of millerlite

and a packet of american spirits

my patriotism abounds

 

i put a frozen burrito in the microwave

fill my flask with some jack

and open a beer

step out on my balcony

and light a smoke

 

there are no gods to invoke

but i was always someone

who thought that something

was either true or not true

till learning exposed me

to the various opinions

and interpretations

 

yet i attempted to find

which was true

but experience did not prove

any truth as true

one hundred percent of the time

 

now i no longer listen

when someone speaks

and believe me

everyone’s still talking

or should i say squawking?

 

i desire

i wonder

i wish

i remember

i drink

 

and i wish i was

fucking wrong

 

laptop, youtube

playing a song

i can hear it through

the screen door

as i finish my beer

and consider

getting my burrito

out of the microwave

light a cigarette

look up at the stars

and wave

at nothing

 

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