April 27, 2013 § Leave a comment

it is
the look on
our faces when
are temporarily ignored

the look
of a people
trying to eavesdrop
on the conversations of
the gods

to get some hint of
what their plans
for us may be –

there is
to be done and
affairs to put in order

one hand is holding
a cup to that cosmic wall
as the other
draws up papers
concerning distribution
of money and possessions

we fixate on notions
of pagan deities,
juggle guilt and

we listen as best we can
at least as long as
the moment that
we are allowed

then it is back to whatever it is
that our backs are bent under


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