Sunday, September 23, 2012



Well-meaning if distracted motivating
aspects of the Psyche will occasionally
crowd around like casual acquaintances
who now and then convene because
of some vague pressure they collectively
imagined they experienced in some
long distant dream to get their shit together.

But just a bit of wayward inward weather –
the emotional equivalent of untoward sun –
humid breeze – arid freeze – becomes
enough to set them free from any memory
of any plan for their redemption. Life is
once again what they will always wish
that it will be for them: exemption.


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