Written in 1977
So what to the
Tear stains on the page
So what to the
Life I live
So what.
It's so easy
To be black
And white
The pull is there
To freak out inside.
It must be gravity
Earth versus heaven.
Meanwhile
Here on earth
Watching clouds
Moonlight
Twinkling stars
Gazing heavenward
It's hard
Trying to be up there
Down here.
Oh, I've said it all before
This suspension
Repetitious to the comma
Endless lines in poems
But you see
It's like this
Inside
Right now.
In the instant
Betwixt inhaling-exhaling
All is swept away
Snatched
The light bulb shattered.
Please excuse
My absence from the scene
Deep inside
I'm seeing myself
Without the light on.
Good one, George.
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