Saturday, January 1, 2011

heavenly bastards

they sit there and stare,
the Greats.
the legends in photos and eternal words
and sounds.
they castigate me without
a word
or sound.

"Do something. No more thinking,"
they imply,
and stare...

well if they're so great why
haven't i done anything?
and why haven't they
through all their high eternal deeds removed
the necessity of day labor for us,
at this late stage of the game?
Not very impressive.

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