I’m done with my thinking
I came up with none
I’m tired of playing a pensive philosopher of life
‘Don’t want to fully understand it
I just want to scream and laugh and dance in glee.
I read volumes and scores of books
To get a grip on the sufferings of man
Yet none got me anywhere,
I start to yawn
And dream of choco fudge, bubble bath and water beds.
I tried to grasp the hierarchy of power
And histories of war
Get inside the psyche of the most influentials of men
But my mind drifts back to my adventures in the rain,
Butt naked, bare footed, enjoying like crazy…
To hell with figuring out the world!
October 12, 2000
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