all the run on sentences in my head
inevitably turn back to you
and those simple sacred insights
which i've labored so hard to steal
will not hold
taking care of the self
seems the most unambitious task
from a certain standpoint
we should rather be getting on
with colossal social tasks
orgiastic pleasures
but taking care?
that seems some trifling exercise
to be fit in
between a brisk jog
and piano scales
if the time is free
if the time is free
yet, the effort will be made
it will happen at sunrise
it will happen throughout the day
and it will happen on into the night
it will happen
this is what i say
to the delicate eyes
of the bathroom mirror
at lunch break
for if i'm going to be of use
i need some clues
hints
more than what I've got at least
more than silence
and crippling