NOT TO FATHOM


not to fathom why
leave why to rest in peace
among nuts and bolts
of commonness

jesters of a common cause
nestled peacefully
in branches of yonder
aging old pine tree

sentimental over
good old time once had
now so very long ago



not thinking too hard
thinking slow and easy
not to disrupt one's equilibrium
not to mention headache

those damn headaches
don't do headaches well
fortunately, don't get many

colder than hell, here today
April 6th and 10 degrees F
plus another snowstorm
well, hell, that's a headache

well, there we are, another poem
or semblance of one
one more poem in millions of
so who's counting?



dig it, don't dig it.
same street, different address.
but that pony tail, is a pony's tail.
belongs on a pony.

not some old fool with
psychedelic tendencies,
from some old beatnik era;
now too old for anything
except passing gas.


it is November 2nd, 2018, while I write this.
temps are cooling, well, it is November,
and it's been an incredible October with
temps in 60s and 70s. an occasional 80. 
but, now, reality has come to wake us up.
reminding us it is November, after all;
put away our shorts and T-shirts,
coming to terms with the here and now.
snow tonight into tomorrow. 




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