what I see
is not pretty
what I hear
is not sound
what I say
is not so very witty
what I search for
can never be fully found
so these trivial tears
that I concede to cry
are only fueled by
a self recriminating doubt
so very uncannily are they
like I
as all these experiences
real or imagined
in my otherwise hopeless head
appear to be
just what I am about
inconsequential 'Hear Say!'.....
(Nov. 16, 1997)