Monday, June 15, 2009

Twenty Four Seven

The sweep of history
its sweepers, the apologists
the tomb raiders, its anthropologists

The finality of error
the shitty, the witty
the good, the bad and the wronged

The you-never-knew how-good-you-had-it
The cascading effects of Wall Street going south
From my hole in the wall, I ponder it all

With regularity I consult my crystal ball,
of 750 channel remote control
Vodka on hand to brace me

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