8/14/10

The Doom For The Dumb

hardly a day goes by
that laughter does not win
the irony is too real
or, perhaps, not real

in late summer heat
we all boil a little
tolerance of much
becomes hard to tolerate

the paved hill was steep
we walked, balancing
a book i read the other day
claimed balance as another sense

we took the easy way out
frustrations left to thumbs
preoccupied and restless
the doom for the dumb