another year .. poem clMargerate

looming up ominously

another precious year

escaping my grasp

really?

my life achievements

my dreams of fame and fortune

 lay still ahead

they should be

behind me

already

dammit!

my soul mate

languishing still

in some purgatory

seeking

my pent up desires

but unaware of my existence

Shit!

my essays

brilliant and witty

have still not

made it into

the Globe and Mail

unacceptable!

will I ever

get published

somewhere

besides Facebook?

my brain says

get a life!

but my heart says

follow me

without a love of something

you have nothing,

ain’t it the truth?