This, That Or Some Other Damned Thing

Beauty and music are not mere traits and exceptions. They are the rule and character. It is the exception that we see and hear. - Thoreau

propped up in an office chair with an off the rack suit and double windsor knotted tie

confined soul rattling steel bars inside

living the boldfaced lie

sometimes it feels like i'm dead

rather listen to the voices inside my head

echoes of what the good book said

tattered clothes worn down to a thread

baseball cap pulled down over my shaved, balding head

matters not what lies ahead

might not know all the words but i still sing

whatever tomorrow may bring

this, that or some other damned thing

Author's Note

“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.” - Thoreau