Late in the day
\nwhen the whether
\nhas resolved into the done
\nand can’t be returned
\nfor a refund,<\/p>\n
and complaining
\nis still tiresome
\nas teenage logic,
\nand achievement
\nseems like magic,<\/p>\n
I sit down here in my
\nsubterranean office
\nand contemplate
\nlying still under clay
\nat the end of the day.<\/p>\n
That’s when I wonder
\nwhether anything I did
\nwill remain above ground
\nor even be thought of
\nor possibly found;<\/p>\n
or much more:
\nunderstood
\nif at all possible;
\nlike the time I said my
\ntest results were tossable;<\/p>\n
and ordered a second death
\nby chocolate dessert
\nwhich I still enjoy
\nthinking about per-
\nversely to annoy<\/p>\n
people who want me to
\nlive forever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Late in the day when the whether has resolved into the done and can’t be returned for a refund, and complaining is still tiresome as teenage logic, and achievement seems like magic, I sit down here in my subterranean office … Continue reading