Concerto for blunt instrument

An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you. Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Passages we have known

we thought we ought to have hope
or hopelessness would have won
the ballots stacked against us
the chains, all those chains linking
us to some strange history
a real page turner, a mystery
so many of us without a clue
so many graves, so many shoulders.
the chains fall away but
the cost is heavy.

1 Comments:

Blogger Michaelann Bewsee said...

"We thought we ought to have hope--" like an obligation not to give up.

6:40 PM  

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