Monday, April 7, 2014

Life Got Tired Today

Life got tired today.
Flumped back in his couch.
(He’s a he in April, hermaphrodite
in May, a she until late summer.)

Life, to Life, can be a bummer –
pumping up and down and through
the slew of procreating
and interning proto-growths

till each is done
in its
claustrophobic lair,

extruding bone
and growing hair
and root and fin
and tentacle

so they can suddenly be plentiful
and out and everywhere.
Rarely can he spare the time
for abstract contemplation.

He’s got to act
or all will slip and sink.
But here’s the fact.
He’d rather sit and think.


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