UNTIL ANOTHER DAY

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JOURNAL #19

to write as I do

what then

I feel nearly forced to ask

must my occupation have been

in Heaven

(the most supreme employment office)

was I a scholar

perhaps

why, maybe even a councilor of lost souls

though I somewhat quibble in my fractured jest

these wonders still procure an unseeable toll

I am too deep it seems to adequately reflect upon

myself in any real intrusive depth

it is like a devision in dreams

so how then could I hope to properly explain

what misplaced importance escapes

notice

in the calm recesses

of mine own heart's

warmest loving chamber

attempt here it seems is on trial

while my crimes become

my inner thoughts most turbulent muse

on such vague stance though not unto me

the battle of confusion shall continue

to reign

ah but better poetry

from the process

one day all too soon

shall be written

on this very matter...............

(Dec. 9, 1998)




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