Monday, August 20, 2007

The Misfit

It's true what they say: a good man is hard to find.

Will an act of inclusion ultimately prove to be the final nail? No one wants to end up like Flannery's grandmother. Lip service with an added gratuity... I understand the quest for authentication, verification, rationality. I want to be a better man. I dress for the trip I never wanted to take. I pack up the cat and forget where I am. The seasons blur into daze and "it's just how I am" becomes a mantra.

Is it easier to believe in false prophets and go down with the ship? Easier than what? The journey begins when we lose our itinerary. Consider me lost, color me Warhol and call it a day.

I'm just tired, baby. That's all.
I'm glad I found you. It was no accident.
Be careful with the recoil and I'll mind the punchlines.

Wide awake and open wide.
This is how the world begins.
Storied, languid, beyond reproach-
Thick as thieves we shed our skins.

1 comment:

Holly said...

that's a bit cryptic, but I'm guessing the real audience knows exactly what you're saying. And I'm still glad I get to watch the performance.