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Stuck
So I got stuck behind a garbage
Truck this morning,
The radio announcing that
The President was going to
Personally thank the assassins,
Radiation still leaking in Japan,
The economy is improving,
Crazy explanations and conspiracy
Theories that makes one wonder
What the fuck is really going on,
Sometimes the shit they feed us
Makes the truck I was stuck behind
Smell sweeter and sweeter and sweeter,
So I retreated to the study in my mind,
To the desk in the corner covered in
Files that I don’t have the heart to stick
In the drawers of things that once were,
Impossibilities, wishes and dreams,
I
toy with the voice that I can’t peg,
The voice that stirs something I can’t put
My finger on and I wait for that flash of
Lightening that explodes into aha, but it
Doesn’t happen, the study secretary opens
The impossibility drawer and I say screw it,
Kick the drawer closed and have the file stuck
With a pin to the wall, leave the study
And oh shit, the garbage truck is still there.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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