VOW OF INDIFFERENCE

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RANTS & CHANTS

 

When it seems like

the world is too much to handle;

I solemnly swore

my vow of indifference

 

and retreated into my attic

with a single window looking out

and a rocking chair

sifting back and forth.

 

Maybe I’ll take up knitting

or start smoking a pipe.

I’ll catch my stories 

on a 19 inch black and white

 

but there’s a Coltrane ditty

playing on the radio

and I start thinking 

that the pipe will win out

and it’ll be awful hard

to maintain my indifference.

 

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The Attic View

We had a theater by that name in Detroit during the 60's. Attics are wondrous spaces! - slc