We need
Less of things
More time in other realms
If deep is the need
Then deeper the greed
Subverting its completion
Wading through
Nursed coughs and rude elbows
Wears one’s patience thin
Out among so many
Crushed, defeated shoppers
Still scrambling to pay their debt
To Mammon and earn marginal,
Tentative, and conditional acceptance
From the captors they call loved ones
Who torture them into
A frenzy of blind grabbing and
Desperate choices
That only further reveal
Their utter lack of comprehension
Their appalling dearth of
Knowledge of each other
A dark day fell on me
I rode it out feeling hollow
Standing guard alone
No one to help with
Fragmented patterns of life
I am doddering, senescent, numb
To shifting contexts
A shadow without light source
Sabotage is all around
We need less of things
More time in others’ gazes.
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–143 words, 33 lines / Sat 29 Dec 2012 C. E. 22:12
