Friday, June 10, 2011


I used to contemplate
Making it illegal to be mean
When I was young and hopeful
That the hearts and whims of evil men
Might respond to legislation.

I used to contemplate
That if I spun around just fast enough
I’d fly and leave my problems
On the ground.  But I’ve since gained
Too much weight for that.

I used to contemplate
The dead would rise and
Try to hurt me in some way
Before I realized they were gone for good,
And I’d take zombies over nothingness.

I used to contemplate.
And now I know.

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