STILL NO REASON

 

Impotence raging

               in my soul

       quelling the passion

           repressing the flame

 

the twin forces

          of love and lust

       are stymied

    by misconception

 

Dwelling on meditated thought

          the blood of the poet

            is poured on the page

        for any willing witness

 

but still we ponder

        the complex mysteries

            of this human life

       on this glorious planet

 

and still no answers

            for all the questions

                 of why we gone

            and fucked it all up

 

and still no reason

        for us to go

            and fuck it all up

 

still no reason. . .


8-30-92



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