Saturday, November 9, 2024

GREETINGS FROM AN INSUFFERABLE MURK

No one seems to
imagine a time
in their history
when things that
made no sense become
even more so.
Welcome to
the crossword world
designed by Beckett
and Artaud.
Greetings from
an insufferable murk.
The whiskey warehouses
are full of empty barrels
while the beer trucks
are overturned on
expressways and interstates.
More than cups
runneth over,
pedestrians are
stranded on
America's traffic islands
nationwide because
the traffic signals
are as confused
as we are.
Did we come this far
over all this time
just to bury
things that made sense
and made our lives
hum and rhyme with
purpose with occasional laughter?

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