Saturday, June 7, 2008

idle thoughts

idle thoughts with idle meanings
about love, life, and unavoidable
devastation

idle
idle
idle

all
unavoidable
like stepping on snails on a rainy day
or
kissing in the wind

it's all just an idle thought
about an idle you
and idle me

are you getting sick of that word yet?

you can't possess words
they possess you!

and yet the words and lines
of our time find less and less meaning
as more become dull and art
becomes a bore

the classics are forgotten
and the modern are revered
for them applebottom jeanes
and boots with them furs

we've all forgotten how to be
entertainers for ourselves

are you still reading?

idle
idle
idle

like a pot belly alcoholic
watching Bill O'Reilly

he would of made a great poet

so that leaves me,
filling the libraries of our time
with the blood of a young warrior

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