I really should be working on school stuff tonight but I'm AVOIDING that big-time. Sure hope I get it done before class in the morning.
EVERY POINT BEYOND
too many requirements
that will not mesh
with the outlines of intent
driven down, we struggle
with the madness of the day
unable to attain
what is needful here
or what must be
plans are scattered
sheafs of paper blown
before the storm
these spread too far
there's no retrieving
what has flown away
moment to moment
all so utterly lost
in the now, hunkered,
unable to trust in time
as every point beyond
is target for a world
both evil and mundane
we search for things
that can be done
in immediacy's lee
trap doors swing away
and we drop from gallows
being is a sentence here,
duration a vector down,
there is never completion
just strings of failure
vast piles of things undone
and the stress of all those voids
demand grows greater
than the bounds of day
and in our weakness
we now lose the night
the pressure accelerates
with no means of release
all runs to decaying
and quick to our demise
- Brendan Tripp
08/02/2002
Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp