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SCHMOOZING OLD WILL
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be gone from me Madame Bad Muse
as your spirit's flame no longer fires my blood
nor does any hammer even by my own foolish hand
pound upon these nails of vital inspiration
I am not swayed by thee
attractive drippings of the tepid wanting of
another 's worry, vice and temptation
as your bells of welcome
offer no new ring for me
I despair of the ridicule left by chance
for we do not dance the same dance of
equal partners anymore
rather we rally to circle, condemn and denounce
that of which we no longer seem to understand
which is ironically enough our own separate
need to communicate more fully
perhaps misplaced jest could offer better aid
to the mission
spent on getting to know one's more truer self
after all the journey least taken can also be
considered the journey that was less denied
as the need for personal betterment harvests
pure grained hope so perfectly refined
we each attain true wisdom once we've lived
up to our better judgments
we are only then allowed to throw off the
robes of guilt that smother the skin of our
imperfect humanity
robes that others will one day pick up or
already have
put on and wear until they too catch onto
this futile game
to live fully or to live so fully not
Shakespeare certainly had a bizarre fascination
for the intricate weaving of simple words
and from it, we got what he got
a sharper focus on the more complex yet utterly
simple too human emotions
love
anger
hate
despair
fear
desire
and greed
he taught us so well
long,long ago
that we can not live without
what it is we so desperately search for
and plead
there for upon his timeless words of near
graphic human need
we tremble at our own attempts to even
remotely speak like him
as upon his plays of numerous wrenching
tragedies
we ravenously feed
so good night sweetest of all princes
captured within your masterful script
know that you have held every last one
of us at one time or another in the palm of
your too talented grip
we wish you well 'Sir Wit'
and thank you for these gifts so grand........
(Feb. 2, 1997)
