Buddy, Get a Life….

GravitationMC Escher, 1952

MC Escher, 1952

I relieved myself of command of my investment hand.
I still hold on to one winner. (Don’t worry)
But somewhere somehow my enthusiasm died
I suppose if its to turn into a job
I’d better do it as every job– with a lazy eye toward survival.
Darker thoughts still. I have them too. 
I’ve lost how to tell time. 
My soul is kicking over chairs in the house of my mind, screaming:
You failed to let me out
And this, my friend, is what the fighting is all about.
Going one way when the force of nature is going another.
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