Friday, July 4, 2014

They Always Know

somehow,
the experts always know,
they know the when,
they know the how,
they know the why,
they make knowing their
life ambition;
they know why Sylvia put
her head in the oven,
they know better
than friends and family,
they know long after
knowing has ceased to matter;
like egotistical bags of pus,
charlatans of the deep,
keepers of destructive dust,
purveyors of lost lust,
grubby little cock roaches,
grasping at forgotten fables,
they know it all;
they know nothing;
just one clear breath,
sensitive and deep,
truth beyond the
know-it-alls and
self-imposed experts,
just a small glimpse
past the illusion,
no reasoning without honor,
no philosophical babble
rising from the decay,
no self-righteous,
self-serving,
bullshit,
no how,
no why,
no when,
no knowing;
only cool, quiet thought
within the madness.
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