Monday, January 21, 2013

Discount

How long will I discount the depth of my living
How long will I crave for another at bat.
If I now were just to let go all the mystery
would I then enjoy life, or still smell a rat

There aren’t enough answers to suit every question
there’s not enough time to acknowledge them all
but still I keep asking to split all minutia
until every split has been parsed wall to wall

My brain disappoints me, there must be some purpose
to which it aspires that would not be so bleak
Perhaps I should write a short list of potential
and hope that my mind does much more than critique

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