No Brainer Variations
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation, wrote
despair is there all the time. It just kind of
ly memory recently seeped from the neocortex. To throttle the festive
seems anything but quiet. A crime
conventions of the similarly afflicted. Hawking bad luck.
ing it up to weighted odds. Disappointment
Tooth torn away. A sharp
that brought up blood. And friends.
back? Gratitude’s consistently in short supply.
find a job, & watch how fast he comes to believe
not to be bothered sometimes. Tolstoy’s Father Sergius took
for a place to stick the Band Aid on internal bleeding. Thoreau, too, sought
peace of mind by relocating beside a pond w/cattails
Now there are parking lots
by. Some stay home & draw the shades. Taxis fetch
necessary. V. Horowitz, quizzed on why he refused to leave his apartment
Unpleasantness was something the parents never
people but what’s to say? That expectations are by their nature
to tell you that after 45 or 50 things not only slow
where blood ran. So it seems
w/that? Huh? Who? With what? Dad
it right. Toward the end he
nt to bed & stayed til the appointment made w/death
a soundless gasp.
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