See, it doesn't matter;
all I want is to read every sentence
and savor every word
of what is written in the stars.
My mother said I can
if I want bad enough.
But, she also said that
I'll only waste my time
and won't live a part of
our short time here life
if I try anything like that.
And I often come to debate with myself
if time would feel any pain
if one day I punched the clock
till its hands snapped and batteries scattered
all across the floor.
The back of my head
must be pretty spacious
to fit and so neatly hide away
any hint of positive thinking.
What does someone do
if he's convinced that
the only thing of significance he can ever do
is suicide?
What does someone do
if he's done with life
before his time?
Do you wait for death
or
start creating a new life?
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021