Where have you been
All of my life
Is passing us by
The farm
Why when you can
Have the milk for free
At last, free at last
Check your six
O’clock news hour
Solar power
Rangers station
State of our union
Men on strike
The match
Maker’s mark
Ups, mark downs
Esta bien
Pura vida
Is short
Skirts, boots
And hats
Off to the races
One comment to “As(s)ocio-paths”
One comment to “As(s)ocio-paths”
Passersby, not passers buy
the problem of the world
is that not everything is on sale, nor
is everything to be had.
The milk is never free,
even after you’ve bought a cow
there is always more milking,
more caring, more feeding
Free at last, but not free to last?
Is that what anyone wants?
What pertains to others, does not pertain
to me, free from the very first.
No news is good news, but bad news
travels faster. So many will not
notice because it isn’t nice,
transform oneself into a cube of ice.
The state of a union is unity,
the state of covetting is want
The state of happiness is clear
the state of doing what is right.
And right is what is left
when the false dreams
and expectations fall away
“scales from eyes”,
as the elders used to say.
Passersby, a glimpse is gotten
but such privilege is not
a right. Associations path
is accident that happens,
and “Where have I been all my life?”
is the most important question.