Your life passes as if in a dream
. . .
and while he didnt know who said
it or if it had been attributed to anyone . . its simple eloquence waxes its meaning undeniably understood
and when he hears it or reads it he
cant help but wonder about those whose lives are or were nightmarish what would
describe how their time passed because
those are voices we prefer not to hear we looked awaywe deny we ever
heard their cries
also undeniably understood
regrettable
but undeniable
a fetish of sublime ignorance
but he couldnt deny them
their voices and certainly not on the
petty ordersthe distain of someone and someone else and someone else
those who are down the chain couldnt
be blamedcould they for gagging those pleading
voices staunching them quieting
them what . . killing them
because some people
wont be shutup they refuse
those whose lives pass as if in a
dream are likely the same people who die in their beds
he had a problem with that
he
had a problem with those who might ask him or proclaimednot say proclaimed their bucket list
a bucket list
really made him flinch
he was grateful he could afford a
roof over his head and eat he was grateful he and his wife raised daughters who were
intelligent and took to reading learning like fish to water their education was their jobs when they were
young so later they would make something of themselves and did
a bucket list is a declaration of
entitlement
maybe when everyone could have a
bucket list he might answer their question
in the meantime blatantly NO
every day he was alive an healthy an imaginative was a single drip
that made up his headwaters an creek an stream an river made up that inebriated
lightscribbled continuum that lapped the sides an tickled other peoples buckets
2253, Sunday,
23 6. 19
