One Day Since Rich Died

A dog gnawing on the bone has more dignity

something inside is used to this
something inside must want this

says I, a snake, slithering back to the same hole.

Infinitely interesting are the ways

that people can do anew
that people settle for the old

I lie to my self.

So much time, so much concoction

goes into reinvention
goes into building cages

when only the next moment matters.

it is the stuff,

of angst poetry
of hack lyrics

through and through, of life.

How well you deal with it
is entirely your own.