Friday, June 18, 2010

You are here!

We read the words
upon the directory's map,
so redundant, so presuming of our stupidity,
but the epitome of public expressions
about the quintessence nature of social simplicity.

For how could you read the sign
without actually being there?

A creation in haste, undemanding of logic
sired to appease some instantaneous urgency,
cavorting with the mind's transient distraction,
served at a level of simian clarity.

Not telling us the reason for this place's purpose
who might have founded it
nor how it will touch our lives beyond a blink.

All summarized so efficiently predictable
in the label declaring that seconds of distraction
are horded lumps of impulse ticks
never inspiring deeper questions about time's tale,
otherwise written upon the heart or soul.

How oft we are satisfied
with those three little words, never wanting more,
than an appetizer to satisfy the moment,
instead of a profound buffet
that might last long
into the night of one's reality.

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