que sera, sera

severed noose fashion statement
dragging hemp through the mud
tracks leading in circles
too busy to recognize prints
spend time chasing echoes
capture something almost forgotten
chaffing and bleeding to keep awake
sleep is a dangerous state

one eye open
seeing shapes in the dark
comforting awareness
disconcerting apathy
sleep brings truth in circus form
flying and juggling, popcorn and clowns
making sense is secondary
survival is first

letting the day wash away
is not the same as a life down the drain
hoarding world’s paint supplies
won’t paint a masterpiece
que sera, sera
tell it the best you can
standing firm and proud and fearless
or at least sensible, unlike me

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