LODESTAR
LODESTAR
It’s not just out there that there’s weather
There’s changeable weather here inside too
Heard tell they’re one and the same anyway
Beneath this sogenannten inside/outside slop
In which case all bets’re off or else ill judged
N this moment’s snap’s not the last’s or next’s
N any original thought’s worth no more than
What pads out a thousand mindless quotings
Posted on October 15, 2020, in Poems and tagged Pure consciousness. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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