Blind Corners and Jack Hammers
Sudden memories Appear out of nowhere Like cocktail servings In minute increments Like unexpectedly meeting An old friend as you turn Left at a blind corner Catching you viciously off guard Like being shown an old Home video That remind your sorry self How at one point you were alive Tasted life down to its Very core Dared to go to the very edge And yet find that, You could not say "More." Instead what you could manage were Soft retorts of, "Maybe in an alternate universe, Maybe another lifetime. " And now I am writing this On an imaginary journal That you handed to me On the drabbest street Praying as I write you feel The strokes, hear me talk To myself, "Life is a word problem, According to them Whoever said calculus Was of no use was right A lot of X's and Y's Variables they call them Damn right they were And me? I'm a "W" And there's no solution To this