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"Not to bring up something upsetting, but when you leave here today, you may go through a period of unemployment. My suggestion is this: Enjoy the unemployment. Have a second cup of coffee. Go to the park. Read Walt Whitman. Walt Whitman loved being unemployed. I don't believe he ever did a day's work in his life. As you may know, he was a poet. If a lot of time goes by and you continue to be unemployed, you may want to consider announcing to all appropriate parties that you have become a poet."

Sunday, August 09, 2009

the other world


the other world has received me

making off with the keys to my cell

telling all of my acquaintances i've gone

the book took me under a silvery surface


i wondered what lay beneath but now regret

seeing my backward reflection, darkened, dim

simulate the child but he's gone

inflate the ego till it's full of false hope


through endless accounts of my tragedy

the exhausting tales tread stagnant water

and i'm falling into half finished holes

hollowed out by doubt and a desperate devil


several more days and i know

i will swallow the sun and the stars

singing, "glory sweet glory,

i'll get where i'm going when i go"

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