the poem that can't help but work
why am i so aimless
why am i so full of energy
why am i so aimless
why am i so full of energy
my problem is that everyone's asleep
my problem is my lonliness and energy
where the stream runs beneath my window
the water is so shallow-
because there was a lot of rain this summer
there were many days indoors
inside a grounded building
where lightning wouldn't strike the children,
but the stream remained a little nothing in the mud
and i think that sometime soon
it must dry completely up
where i look when i am talking
as i always do look here and there
as i am doing now
do you remember the last time
when it seemed your life depended
on getting what you wanted
what did you do then
when you thought that you might die
if your life were left impoverished
if your desires were denied
let me tell you what i did
because i'm different than the other poets that you know
when i was told that there were reasons
that i couldn't have what i should have had
just trust me that the details would only fuck the meaning of the story up
i looked right back and i said
"yeah, what are they?"
and when he or she
told me their lame and very unmistakeably fake reasons
i looked right back and i said
"yeah yeah, i know that i'm just someone talking to an administrator and that you've got a lot on your mind and a lot more things to take care of than just me."
and then felt a little guilty for dealing out a low blow like that
because it made him or her feel really ashamed
but there was no way i could have helped myself
that was how i felt
by the way readers
don't forget that these stanzas, i guess including this one, are all part of a single a poem
in fact they could probably be rearranged any way you like
and the poem would still work
why am i so full of energy
why am i so aimless
why am i so full of energy
my problem is that everyone's asleep
my problem is my lonliness and energy
where the stream runs beneath my window
the water is so shallow-
because there was a lot of rain this summer
there were many days indoors
inside a grounded building
where lightning wouldn't strike the children,
but the stream remained a little nothing in the mud
and i think that sometime soon
it must dry completely up
where i look when i am talking
as i always do look here and there
as i am doing now
do you remember the last time
when it seemed your life depended
on getting what you wanted
what did you do then
when you thought that you might die
if your life were left impoverished
if your desires were denied
let me tell you what i did
because i'm different than the other poets that you know
when i was told that there were reasons
that i couldn't have what i should have had
just trust me that the details would only fuck the meaning of the story up
i looked right back and i said
"yeah, what are they?"
and when he or she
told me their lame and very unmistakeably fake reasons
i looked right back and i said
"yeah yeah, i know that i'm just someone talking to an administrator and that you've got a lot on your mind and a lot more things to take care of than just me."
and then felt a little guilty for dealing out a low blow like that
because it made him or her feel really ashamed
but there was no way i could have helped myself
that was how i felt
by the way readers
don't forget that these stanzas, i guess including this one, are all part of a single a poem
in fact they could probably be rearranged any way you like
and the poem would still work