COMING ATTRACTIONS

to compromise, or not to compromise.

to promise, or not to promise.

never get ahead or behind

premise of surprise.

backing into the fray,

no sane game to play.

to do little to nothing,

nothing ever gets done;

not ever achieved. 

voice think with sleep

sleep thick with dreams

strawberries thick with cream

sweet dreams thick with sweetness

makes for dreamy tomorrows

a little patch here,

a little paint there;

well now, this old place

may very well be salvageable.

then again, time will tell;

and time does just that,

time after time after time.

timeless in one's revelry. 

so afraid of disapproval,

we commit great sins

just to stay in good standings

with those with no standings.

what hypocrites' we are. 

one should not venture
far beyond one's own comfort zone;
escaping possible dead zone
where old poets go shoveling hot snow,
and blowing hot and cold.

just let me say: it's been passive.

let us not dawdle over satire.

buffoon has left the building,

leaving all lampoon attire

for next session of late night

talk and wiggle coming attractions.

certain to be big hit with

that arrogant mass of humanity,

certain to drink and drug

themselves into next life;

their stars glowing bright

in dead and dying light. 

that keeping us awake at night,
messes up our dreamy days.

our futures in jeopardy;
living live of stress,

breaks a body down.
and down, no way to live.