| Seers and Prophets
There are no more easy days and
better seers and prophets have failed us with tired explanations
put forth building configuration upon misconfiguration reaching
behind the scenes but never above aspirations examinations
and expirations by a particular mass of communication have
deemed us all to be obscene branded tongues of duplicity in
the black and white of let me take your chair WHERE? let me
ease your pain HOW? let me let you dream WHEN? perhaps the
sun to the west does travel and tomorrow it will dance but
I took a woman to dinner once and the expectation left Galileo
Ptolemy and Copernicus speechless so forthwith the self made
man shall plot revenge upon himself the cowboy shall rustle
his plight toward the city the priest will try to find someone
else to blame so let us mold the ovum of creation to a more
suitable form and drop the here and now the then and there
and the when and where and let us for the first time find
ourselves living amongst new myths
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