THE LONG VIEW
It takes time to understand what could become of your life
it’s neat overlooked and overlong view
of future purpose
gets lost in the net.
It stops being in loudly emphaticized
logically accumulated
degrees of fervour
and starts being in loud,
the named calling starts
and the outset
is the start of the beginning of ending.
I will be brusque, I will be frank
I will be the one who sees that you are
afraid to comment upon
this endeavour called
Art.
It starts to accrue
in the named salons
of the European dwells
of the right and wronged
as we start to see
there are no tunes to be declared
upon by the meek and well-bent
under the load of the hollow-woods
that make us gruelling
hops and stops.
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 