Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Kerri Shying R # 119 Confession


Confession

We gave away
 our  stories
enduring     down
so many  years   the
generations  

calling out in
flux 

 everything for
trade   pervasive to
improvement 
no sand
left unmined 

 I watched M.A.S.H.
at the same time
on the same channel
with my parents then
 I did it with
my son  

say kids

we’re dreaming   not
telling

 too busy  too
lazy  all the
while     all while
riding  on the
thermostat of feelings 

 our own up and down  
 one degree two
degrees   one side
 other side of
happy   

we lost the plot    go

shake your heads   bang
them    bring back
the stories    light the
fires

see

walk inside a
bigger time  

something
wicked marches   there
just around the corner
now

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