PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

How I live for such disturbing interruption

my facetious side may squint and scream

the endless use of doubtful tact

is remarkable as to what it can bring

a severe headache brought on from lack

of peace

and her sister sleep

some beg for quiet so very unlikely that

too now would seem

the eyes convulse as the telephone barks

out yet another series of keening rings

no pending solitude am I commissioned to

soon get

old multiplication tables start doing

unwanted somersaults in my head

this stunning, sunny Saturday has

metamorphosed into the dreadful gloomy

Monday

ten or more years ago when I began my

first real job

to think , the bane of my once working

existence grew from the creep trainer

I had back then named inadequately enough

Bob

my good God

concentrate on 'The Now'

poor befuddled nearly inoperable brain

lean heavily upon even your sketchiest

skills

let all experience turn over and oust

every last sullied grain

the mind is but the soul's to train

yet remember in the wake of uncompromisable

fantasy

harsh reality indeed quite publicly kills

so spare me this faulted ride of self angst

inertia

for my dear stomach could not further stand

any more such sorely lacking inspirational

thrills

verbal death

oh, how I so welcome your territorial reign

silence in this moment has grown more golden

in its worth then all of Fort Knox's

inanimate prisoners

so, release me, for I am yours to spare

from this unimaginable pain................

(May 14, 1996)