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One Day at a Time
Give me this day of boredom and ennui,
This lingering day of numb passivity--
Without future gains or losses past--
Give me this day with nothing to forecast,
Give me this day of dull sobriety.
Give me this day of rain in late July
With nothing to extol or to decry,
With no fireworks, revolts or sad goodbyes
Give me this day like burgers, shakes and fries--
Give me this day like I just want to die.
Give me this day like I’m some fucking creep,
Give me this day because I cannot sleep,
Because I think too much and when I think,
I think it’s time to have another drink--
Give me this day of socially networked sheep.
Give me this day because it too will pass--
Whether or not I’m loaded off my ass--
Tomorrow comes and with it one more day--
Perhaps more interesting or boring than today,
But what the hell, I’ll give it one more try--
I still have things to say before I die.
July 29, 2011
