Taking the rat race a bit further than the breadth
of your face is lunacy; even learning words you
could try to use properly are dreams composed
in a rational niche freed of scampering beasties
more intent on delivering turds than reason; but
we’re used to it apparently and see no anomaly
other than why bothering in the first place; it’s a
race not to where we’re going - but have been
And so dwelling in a past tense releases angst,
if you believe gurus who’re floating in the sea’s
enlightenment no-one’s got buoyancy in unless
they created it as life-jackets matched to words
they profess are the tools we need to use to be
able to see where we’re already at anyway
© 9 January 2016, I. D. Carswell
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