drive time…

the greatest illusion
is that tomorrow
is assured
talking heads
headless voices
market this belief
like selling candy bars
with or without almonds
to everyone who will
to sugary visions of
no interest
for two years
low down payments
for the life of the loan
but loans
don’t have a life
so guess what
you’re on your own

17 thoughts on “drive time…

  1. I.
    How happy he, who free from care
    The rage of courts, and noise of towns;
    Contented breathes his native air,
    In his own grounds.

    Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
    Whose flocks supply him with attire,
    Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
    In winter fire.

    Blest! who can unconcern’dly find
    Hours, days, and years slide swift away,
    In health of body, peace of mind,
    Quiet by day,

    Sound sleep by night; study and ease
    Together mix’d; sweet recreation,
    And innocence, which most does please,
    With meditation.

    Thus let me live, unheard, unknown;
    Thus unlamented let me die;
    Steal from the world, and not a stone
    Tell where I lie.

    (Alexander Pope)

    Isn’t it time for us to learn how to love our own solitude?…. In the end, it is the only certainty bestowed upon us.

    Greetings from Romania and thanks for another wonderful creation!

    • I treasure my solitude…my friends ask why I don’t have my cell phone so they can reach me no matter where I am…which is why it is very rarely on…solitude is the gentle breeze that cools the fever of the soul.

  2. Not sure if you search my shores, but seems yours put spell on mine. I do enjoy reading your words, but it is your voice that opens the depth of my soul and brings me back for more. thank you

  3. Great poem! A very interesting insight about politics and modern life…and I guess also about how guilable people might seem to be for believing what they are told? It constantly amazes me though how people do seem to just want to switch on auto-pilot and believe what they are told they should believe.

    • One summer for no real reason…I took an marketing class that discussed the history of commercials and how to design them…of course the class discussed the whole psychology of getting people to believe that product A was better than product B even when it wasn’t true…it was very all very sad to me.

  4. Thank you for stopping by, your poetry is very dense and heavy and cruel at some points, not the generalization of cruel, but cruel taking down fantasies and forcing one to look straight and see life the way it is, without veils, pretty much acid and solitary at times, I love your style.

  5. I like the way you play around the rhythm and cadence and words of daily talk. Adding yourself reading right on your post is something I’d never imagined, lol.

    Thanks for your honest comment on mine.

    Lawrence C

  6. oh yes oh yes oh yes

    being a pessimist I could take the attitude that I will die before the interest starts.
    but that is not the idea they sell and I do love my 1987 Buick Electra.

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