Thursday, March 23, 2017

enormous extinct dinosaurs


i only know the moment

someday is now

 

was talking to this man at the bar

bleary eyed as he cried

told me about his sister

and her three young children

t-boned in an intersection

by a driver who ran the red light

because she was reaching

to pick up the phone she had dropped

 

all three children were killed

one even flew out of the car

to the sidewalk

 

i bought him a drink

patted his shoulder

threw the bartender a fifty

“his night’s on me”

 

left

 

now i’m walking

and all i know is this buzz

this cigarette

and you can bet

i’ll know a few cigarettes more

before this night is gone

my lips don my flask

 

nothing i ask

my fingers unclasp

the echoes of empty reasons

we should abide in your suicide

of how we should compromise

to attain

a meaning to random atoms that collide

 

i smoke, i drink

i do not think

death is the result of excess

death is the result of being born

birth has a one hundred percent

mortality rate

and those who wait to satiate

because of ethics etched into an eternal

will never know the freedom found

in an expectation of nothing

 

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