Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Waking Up Is Hard To Do

The time is come
to be a little more crazy -- 
I've been not not sad and not not happy.

No more pussyfooting from not this to not that

or knowing too much
and caring too little
anymore -- I can't make it

as a zombie; I can't fake nothing 
and get away with it;
I catch myself

crying to find myself
at last crying for all of it

and vowing yet again
to live like a live thing
though I know I'll get over it
all too soon.