A DOSTOEVSKY NOVEL
Our life, like Crime and Punishment?
A Dostoevsky novel, I don’t think so.
More like a batch of short stories written
By a novice of over complotted manuscipts.
Deep meaning? I don’t think so. The Bureaucrat
Has its place in my life because no matter how
Serious I take my life, the government doesn’t care.
Only Red Sonya understands purity of intent.
No one sees our bold strokes, only the little dots
Of our life unconnected in a paint by number canvas.
I know, our dialogue was unrehearsed and dashed off
But if only someone listened they could understand.
We ask too much of the world because unlike
The world of great writer’s imaginations, is a world
That lacks the perspicuity of a literary critic. The
Literati would laud us but it takes a Dostoevsky novel.