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The Worry and Wonder
I see them down there:
Ants with anxiety
Hurried and worried
Scattering from the shopping malls
To the fall formals
Back to the houses they scratched out
When that meant less bleeding for all
—god bless or god less, dealers choice.
They lead lives
But from up here, you can’t see it.
From up here it looks like spying a cell
From a microscope.
You see bits and bytes go this way,
Then they might go the other
Then stop
— all together
In this movement we worry
And then wonder
What might be
—Stupid I know
Even at this altitude we question it
(It’s probably the conditioning)
This all feels like an experiment,
Just rats in a maze.
I collect this data to interpret
But not before I get a Birds Eye view
Of the surface.
I’m calling you collect from a “Pay Phone”
And it feels like living somehow,
I tipped my hat to a stranger
And they smiled and waved back
—that’s connecting if only briefly.
This wonderful feeling felt ground floor
Is something I admire,
If you go too high you lose it all
Just for it to be replaced with cold numbers
Facts
Descriptions
Toxicology reports
If I could choose between the two
I’d pick the hurried and worried
(The living and the dead)
The wonder they sow but also
—the dread
When life seems less giving
It’s feeding the soul instead.
