Off Time
On some days my prescription
is missed [on purpose to tease
this condition] Not very clever!
But you don’t know how good
…/
On some days my prescription
is missed [on purpose to tease
this condition] Not very clever!
But you don’t know how good
…/
I am dreading how this
bout will [now] play out
as my stability stiffens –
as notions & conscious
steps re-hire …/
I do not think enough
[but what do I know?]
Do not urge to things
Time is an urn set to
boil / I have elevated
my unaware body up
& down to my stomp …/
Stepping out
into traffic &
not leaving a
note – RTA &
not a suicide
…/
He was always just holding on
well before his loosening was
wired by composed workers –
He was fitted out in the smoke
…/
And if I could remain upright –
as I do on this drop-down seat
with my bowels hanging open
& my dog slumped at my feet
…/
Me: I am calling it a day
Not a thing to offer out
loud – others will argue
against my final remark
with their ignorant talk
…/
A howling car alarm – It isn’t mine
They will pound on house doors –
‘Oose that fucker disturbin’
our fuckin’ peace
…/
I have slipped into being
one who staves day wear
& who’ll settle to waking
up with Bacalov & books
in his sitting chair below
his reading light – within
reach is his worn remote
…/
I don’t really know
my reset rationale
could be one way
to try to & decode
such heaving fugs
…/
‘My blood rubs’
partly explains
my old disease
Hourly beaten
without seeing
my aggressor
…/
Your brief candle will light
my abdication – write it down
Please – remove my crown
before its weight crushes me… /
It is as if
every clock
is set to
other zones… /
My core temperature
has dropped
a few points –
Yes – I do allow for
seasonal differences
…/