my oyster


Here I am, the world is my oyster
lost in a haze, here in my cloister
drinking my coffee, my arsenic and lime
all of this space, all of this time,

Thinking about: life, death and taxes
worldly adventures, e-mails and faxes
you’d think my brain would already be fried
the result of the life I lead, what a ride,

Up and Down, Left and Right
long introspective drives through the night
places I’ve been, those I desire
starry nights alone by some fire,

Dueling my demons, counting the days
life’s permutations, ten thousand ways
to make it to morning, make it to noon
people I’ve met, too late and too soon,

I smile at my coffee cup, now exhausted
times I’ve made It, time’s I’ve lost It
here at the brink of another grand day
I shoulder my pack, head on up the way…

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