BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

Oh, look ... POEMS ... two of nine

Damn ... I'm probably going to have to do this in pieces ... our schedule is fucking insane around here and The Wife just did something to make it MUCH more nuts ... involving me (of course) having to jump though hoops just to make our "regularly scheduled" crap happen. Shit.

                    CHURNING WITHOUT EFFECT

                    all new modes of failure
                    and insults to intent
                    we can not form a prayer,
                    gel into a rote,
                    we ride on panic
                    driven by chaos
                    and the sleeping blindness
                    hit too close to home

                    never do plans
                    erupt to fruition
                    always some falter
                    intrudes from outside
                    to shock the flow
                    derailing motion
                    breaking vectors
                    into useless shards

                    the lines remaining
                    have no map,
                    on surface random
                    they twist from fractured places
                    and weave through time,
                    their only meaning subtle
                    and very hard to read
                    when stuck amid that path

                    strains erupt now
                    within abilities
                    unfamiliar to us;
                    this is the sneakings
                    of time's decay,
                    dragging the body
                    ever towards the grave,
                    no matter how we scheme

                    so much churning
                    without effect
                    so much is expended
                    to go nowhere else
                    we prepare for futures
                    which have no anchor
                    evident in the real
                    spinning useless hope

                             - Brendan Tripp

                    Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp

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