Patient Inquiry

say it ain’t so
break the silence
incomprehensible noise
years of pain
tell me something is wrong
but wise be the brain
and cruel
ironically heartless
justification of harmony
of evils and religion
perilous wait
a tumour of mindset
numbing an easiness
and making it senseless
getting there never works
I’m sent around
and around
a cycle of waiting:
of idiocy and ridicule,
incompetence and ignorance
shivers rise and fall
but rise more often now
and I wonder
where the clock will sit
when I finally find out
just what is wrong with me

Copyright L.M. 2006.

Because

it’s time to jump
cross this two-tined road
underlined with ridicule
segregated to different fields
it must be hard
to question eternally
to suffer so deeply
the scars of a thousand words
a thousand wounds
instead, you meander
o’er for a gander
and with one fowl motion
recommence all commotion

Copyright L.M. 2007.  (Why did the chicken cross the road?)