2 minutes reading time (306 words)

A Farrago Of Sentiments

Can't find my way around this house

The rooms are continually rearranged

Every morning I wake with the sun

More and more I feel further estranged


A copy of the floor plans, I copped

All the lines on the print were blue

So I keep playing this blind man's bluff

While I continue to wear two left shoes.


The animals rely on instinctive intellect

To perform their duties in this world

While I must subscribe to hit and miss

In order to have my role unfurled


Climbing trees with red herrings as leaves

Entering caves of suspicion with a strobe

Sailing questioning seas with concentric currents

Searching for home on an anamorphic globe.


The books I've read, poems I wrote

All in the name of defining the ego

If they were to tell me what and why

Their messages have all gone incognito


Looked to the sky and wondered why

The answers couldn't pour down as rain

No use in asking assorted gods for help

I don't want to know Andromeda's strain.


Still I sit within a room of open doors

Each one as jet-black dark as the next

Besides them all is a book of directions

It's written in Confidence-- I can't read the text


Slowly spinning, deciding which way to ad-lib

Any step I attempt might well be my last

So, I recommend to myself to do nothing

Keep hidden, wait for this moment to pass.


Haven't found my place in the working-class

Would never let some job define me

Maybe it's because I retreated from them

Before responsibility set sight upon me


Pink-slips or conflicts were never a problem

Unless you count the ones from within

Always looked over my shoulder for eyes

People make so many judgements with them.


Is satisfaction truly within the grasp

Of those seeking this holiest grail

Some will have reached its golden rim

While most will fall short of failure


For me, satisfaction will never exist

So, maybe I'll get the next best thing

Go out and claim the ceiling and floor

That finding some meaning will bring. 

Forget About...
Midnight, Star