Player 1 Insert Koan
November 28, 2005
I stared into the deepest depths of my soul for this one.
OK, so I scrolled through song titles on my ipod and picked them out to make a poem, but the results were no less startling.
A design for life,
crackity Jones?
A good idea
changes
nothing, man.
The act we act,
darkness,
ray of light
every breath you take:
everything must go.
Immortality?
Not for you.
How will you go?
Trampled underfoot,
over the hills and far away?
Drowned
at the river
when the levee breaks?
In the ghetto
around midnight?
Glory box?
Heart shaped box?
Bed shaped?
God only knows.
So, like candy,
give it up.
Don’t you worry ‘ bout a thing.
Time has told me
everything will be all right.
Make yourself comfortable.
Breathe
today.
Tomorrow never knows.
1 comment
ooo I like it… It’s amazing what songtitles can give when you put them together, especially in that order.
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