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5.10.2006

Most Mundane

The Indifferent Monkey was dreaming.


We are unlikely wise men.

Seeing the end

will not prevent

the end from creeping on up,

singing “Surprise!” to those

who spoiled the prize from the start.

Go headlong, mouth open.
We say what we know is the wrong thing to say.


We hear Spanish Guitars

in auditoriums

full of faces --
too quick,
We’ve lost it.

Ups
Downs
Sing it, Señor.


We hear loud talking
across the quad,
smiles shrill and chill

echoing strikes --
Wickets, green grass, lost points.
We shake our heads and deny
that we could ever miss that sound.


The most mundane always values most.
We take it for
granted
throughout our lives.



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