that sacred cow

by Philip F De Pinto

a stream
of bad consciousness
is all you got
twice that
what does it matter then
when the future is dead
and they are holding its seance
when the present tenses
up and the past is on the loose
when idleness that sacred cow
is in session
sunlight sits on a bench marked wet paint
in the shadow of a truce
a bugle blaring nuance
in the distance
ever after
a pelt is the hunt - the fox
seizes not the opportunity to flee
sensing capture mocks
the progression
and the olfactory senses
not to grasp their own stench


Posted on 01/17/2013
Copyright © 2023 Philip F De Pinto

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