The Collective Narrative
In times like these
a man finds himself clinging
to familiar things for comfort.
The economy is in the crapper,
there’s a worldwide pandemic
tearing through the streets
and when I sit down to write
I just end up staring at this blank page.
There are things to be said, dammit!
Yet here I sit pondering my dedication
to the word, second guessing
my resolve to do more than exist,
to be more than a cog in the machine
to add a page
a chapter, dare I say
an entire book to the collective
narrative of humanity.
Volcano Tears
A tear falls
from the cheek of a volcano
scorching the earth
searing its emotions
into the footprint of history
A Merry-go-round in Purgatory
Philosophical Theological Economical Detrimental Emotional Spiritual Eventual Irrational
Occasionally regretful
All words that describe the feelings
I have on a daily basis.
I go from contemplating the mysteries
of the universe, to recounting the most.
useless of information, trivial at best.
Such are the cycles of thought
that flow through the mind
on an endless loop
like a merry-go-round
in purgatory.
