Feeling the reprehensible terror
because it just struck you
that you got left behind.
It was everyone else who already knew
what life meant because they
didn’t think too hard about it;
believing in their common sense
instead of what their heads said.
Isn’t that how it goes
when those who surrounded you
something was up?
that, when it came right down to it,
you knew they didn’t speak for
those who couldn’t.
but, you and I keep doing that, don’t we?
they’d just look at them with
their blank stare of impunity
and the buck passed back to us
just as goddamned righteous as it always did.
And, remember that homogenous ‘delta t?’
well, that was surely one of the problems, here
that you agreed with me on.
we wrapped our hands around
that rubber bounty
that never stops its religious consistency.
you also knew that
the speed of light and those biological
constraints that bind men and women to each other
were devised by one unified programmer
who most of us who hang on to the idea
we all are actually sane, call him
by another name
(and, by the way, it’s not ‘brother,’ either)
as we had specified, he, himself must have devised lesser deeds
of evil men and rust borne machinery,
which came from nothing
we had speculated,
as we all aspire to do…
(nothing sure ain’t cracked up to what it ought
to be, isn’t it?)
that’s why there’s something there,
yet can’t feel it,
the way you cannot see
when you are looking.
It never was
nor ever will be
who dare sit
in their chairs
time pass on
the young rope swings.