BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

Still More Poems For You ...

I'm glad this Visual Basic stuff is coming fairly easily to me in class. I was worried when looking at the texts that I was "not going to get" stuff like ADO and SQL but so far so good. I'm not where I'd like to be with this unit's Case Study, but I'm hoping to get caught up on that this weekend. So many things fighting for every minute ... with sleep being one of them each time (and it has, unfortunately, been winning a lot of the bouts). Anyway ... more spewage behid the cut tag below ...

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                    VEILED BY OUR OWN SHROUD

                    not of habit
                    not of plan
                    divided from intention
                    by dark and misty spans
                    set in frustration's raiment
                    like sacrificial kings
                    unable to progress here
                    by any mode at all
                    down common drains
                    darker than before
                    attractors wield dire sway
                    as though from hidden mass
                    we can not see the pit
                    we hurtle towards
                    shadowed by its crush,
                    veiled by our own shroud
                    like the trap door
                    on the gallows
                    the abyss opens
                    and I fall
                    all illusions
                    of sufficience
                    swing away
                    to ebon drops
                    too many ills
                    too many failures
                    to accept chance
                    to be at fault
                    no, there is malice in the wind,
                    there are evils in the sky
                    in a hostile brutal world
                    that would grind us into dust
                    all frames in which we fail
                    all modes we disappoint
                    our legacy is loss
                    our history a curse
                    nothing good is left us
                    as measured by their world
                    we're but fetid wastes
                    circling the drain

                             - Brendan Tripp

                    Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp

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