Monday, March 9, 2009

awaiting great days

how eternal
ly lovely 
does how feel when 
it is undefined? how
fun is knowing
versus not?

how holy is fun?
define fun.
fun is un
predictable

what we make days
is what they are
we young old and all betwixt can
not rely on our cherished
tidal-type greatdays to wash
in (walls of joy!) from
nowhere. we all
must learn to summon
somehow them ourselves

to clear the cluttered streets
for their crash-grand arrival!

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