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Perhaps

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Perhaps under this moon

I will sit and write the language

of radiant rhetoric

the divine mystery

in print

Perhaps I will fail in my chair to

find the words and burn my hash

until morning

Perhaps my candles will also burn long

after I have gone, fading

into a dream

Perhaps I will stray to the streets

shouting thoughtless verse

and chanting, precise,

in the rhythm of the night

Perhaps the morning will never

come and

perhaps this night has not begun

Am I sleeping?

Have I ever slept?

I'm haunted

sleepwalking across town

boarding a bus to Tampa

in the humid

dawn of September

Perhaps this month will never end

Where are you tonight? Sitting home

or driving or dreaming or aging on your own?

Perhaps this life is a dream and someday

we'll wake up and see

Perhaps we'll find the man in charge

Perhaps there is no man in charge

Perhaps there's a woman in charge

or nothing. Maybe there's just

nothing

Perhaps I will wander away

and forget and change

and fall behind and stay behind

not pretending to care

forget for the sake of

life and living

and change

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Comments (1)

Are we talking corned beef here? Or do we need to have the say no to drugs conversation? Thoughtful writing. "Perhaps my candles will also burn long after I have gone, fading into a dream" Here I think of death...and "was he wondering if after he is gone, his energy will live on in how he has touched his environment and the lives around him while he was here?" The talk about sleep...apologies, but I am currently sleep deprived, so right now all I can think about here is actual sleep. "Where are you tonight..." moves me to think how sometimes we think we are alone in a situation when others may be in our same situation, or in our situation just in their own unique way. "The man in charge, the woman in charge" . . .how does one perceive G~d? Reading the last verse, I ponder, is the author (Adam) referring to dropping out of society? Does he really only pretend to care? (I think not!) Give up on idealism and become what society thinks he should be? The one constant in life is change. My definition of good poetry, whether one enjoys free verse or prefers other styles, is writing that moves the reader to think...and if it moves them to think outside their normal boundaries of comfortable thought - all the better. You've done that here.

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