Lord what is it with you
and me why we don’t seem
to see eye to eye I suppose
one is always trying to strike
a certain note with one’s life
whatever kind of life one has
a note like you or an animal strikes
its whole body constructed
to serve one simple desire
over and over and
to have worked out a certain
repertoire of strategies and
preoccupations like the boy
at the end of my block
who faithfully takes his motorcycle
out for a run once every week
tearing through the dark streets
at the highest volume of
exultant screaming
he will ever reach
this side of hell
or heaven.
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