life’s full of failures
with youth’s thin cloth worn by fools
faced with winter’s wind
while those who are old don cloaks
heavy with youth’s memories
pretending it keeps them warm
been feeling poorly these last few days had a fever and congestion in my chest but it ain’t nothing to worry ’bout cuz my friend told me there ain’t no such a thing as germs or virus said he read it on the internet so it must be true i was gonna talk to him ’bout my current condition but i read in the paper he died yesterday in the hospital but i’m not worried i got a clean hanky in my burial suit pocket
are they still counting yes i thought they’d be done by now they’re not weren’t they supposed to be done yes so what’s taking so long people keep on denying and defying common sense so they keep on dying from the virus
how has time changed you what dreams have you forgotten or abandoned leaving empty spaces in your heart and mind seen by some as a far away look or just plain emptiness that you cannot explain to those who ask is there something wrong a question rarely answered in truth just the typical offering of empty platitudes things are fine nothing to worry about couldn’t be better or some other verbal detour from the truth served up with a practiced smile but closing your eyes you can see that empty space but you decide to move on into the new day without what’s been missing for so long
the old fan painted the body with cool air in broad strokes from head to toe as rivulets arising from the sleepless child meandered their way downward to the bed sheets attempting to reach the sea though this point was a mere hypothesis that the child had developed after watching a classroom video it was one of many theories developed from similar scientific presentations the one on pollination for example made it necessary to never use the same q tip between the two ears for fear of the resulting consequences one can never be too careful the child thought further since energy cannot be created or destroyed and humans were in fact containers of energy it followed that ghosts were real though evidence for that theory was based more on stories presented by his uncles and neighborhood friends during night exploration trips and usually as the campfire became no more than ashes however it was a logical conclusion given classroom lectures and the reliable testimony of family and friends now i’m certain that this child’s hypotheses may bring a smirk to your face but what do you believe that is no more than hearsay about the world and the people in it
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