truth

is
what we all know,
some are aware,
few say and
almost none live.

When pushed as though
it is trumpets sounding,
instead of a drunkard
reli-ving himself;

You wonder of the banqueters,
and what they are thinking.
You get lost -if not pass out-
in the music played to such fine ears
-by the minstrel.

Call it a night and say:
dim the light -for now-

robot

Moved aside -when some,
cranked up robot,
stuck on convictions of the past
pushed through.

Nov 24, 2019 

Tick -tock.

Quiet here, dead quiet.
Only the humming
from the jumble of cables:
my umbilical cord.
and -piersing it, is-
the old clock on the wall
Ticking.

Dec 29, 2018.

is it?

Is it learning if every word
added to vocabulary
comes with more reasons
not to speak?