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I catch the train

only to miss the boat

this quite commonly could be said

a truly trite saying

though none too remote

over what foolish ponder yet again

have I lost my head

where I am solely concerned

not all necessary lessons get fully

learned

and for a far better comprehension

many is the time that I have heartily

yearned

what is the prescribed duty of fire

without the accompanying fear of one

getting burned

harsh, private epitaphs shout violently

long before the grave

give not her life

but what she fought with

for her soul

low and behold

yet another page to save

such is each composition

of the poem

but a cool, thin layer of one's unvalued

self

a new understanding dons yet another set of

wordy armor

labeled: Idle Self Loathing

other than this and the finality of death

I fear for me, that there is no help..........

(July 18, 1996)