Kook ~ Sunday, March 22, 2026
Not unlike a character in a book
of fiction, a novel, set in our day
time appears as a river, as a stream
unlike other people, I am a kook
needlessly suffering, unlike others
liquor and pills lessen the pain, they say
in this world of illusion, not to dream
kills the meaning of life, what can I do
everyone appears otherwise, brothers
a donkey brays, prophets write, asinine
character makes the man, old-fashioned thoughts
hold tightly to the purse strings, catch a line
a train south from Evanston, stop on dots
relay to catch and release, grasp the clew
a ball of thread in gold, beyond value
cretin myths, for her, he kills a monster
the sister, a princess in a kingdom
each man is a hero, or not, a clue
reminiscent of our humanity
in a word, delusion, what cannot stir
noodles in a stock pot, for what will come
a prophesy, an ancient world, spoken
book a flight to visit what I pity
obsolete, meaningless jargon, words lost
on inhumanity, how the clouds plead
kook, wake up, we need a savior, the cost
of living is not death, but veins that bleed
for wisdom, as the kingdom is broken
of fiction, a novel, set in our day
time appears as a river, as a stream
unlike other people, I am a kook
needlessly suffering, unlike others
liquor and pills lessen the pain, they say
in this world of illusion, not to dream
kills the meaning of life, what can I do
everyone appears otherwise, brothers
a donkey brays, prophets write, asinine
character makes the man, old-fashioned thoughts
hold tightly to the purse strings, catch a line
a train south from Evanston, stop on dots
relay to catch and release, grasp the clew
a ball of thread in gold, beyond value
cretin myths, for her, he kills a monster
the sister, a princess in a kingdom
each man is a hero, or not, a clue
reminiscent of our humanity
in a word, delusion, what cannot stir
noodles in a stock pot, for what will come
a prophesy, an ancient world, spoken
book a flight to visit what I pity
obsolete, meaningless jargon, words lost
on inhumanity, how the clouds plead
kook, wake up, we need a savior, the cost
of living is not death, but veins that bleed
for wisdom, as the kingdom is broken
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