Consider This

This will be my farewell

I have always been alone

On the outside of the city

But take no pity

I chose this life a long time ago

When I decided to get gone

From the place that was my home

For some seventeen years

Of blood, sweat and tears

Of yearning to never fear

The ignorance of probability

And its random facility

Of being able to kill you right quickly

Or leave you weak and sickly

But running around

With my feet off the ground

I grow stronger to the sound

Of those emotional tunes

Coming down from the moon

Down into my dome

Makin’ me think of poems

About being alone

In this crazy world of jazz and stone

I bid farewell to those cages

Keeping me from turning the pages

Locking me in mazes

Glory in the outside

And its unique construction

And how you are truly blessed

And can hence experience happiness

On a daily basis

With no justification

Or righteous situation

To ease the pains and strains

Of the vexations of the modern day

Leaving most of us with nothing to say

Constitutive of any meaning

Worth gleaning from the smolder

Of the wreckage of Ground Zero….

…. I’ll remember when I’m older

And wiser and a whole lot nicer

As I’m sure I’ll fall in love

With a girl on the outside of the city

Living a fantasy of being a professional writer

And arbiter of the thoughts of the Counter-Society

So we can together remember the legacy of 9/11

And together we can feel a security

That cannot be legislated in congress

But I digress from the subject at hand

I’m always daydreaming about love and owning farmland

Away from it all

Where she and I can be lonely together

Where our souls can rest forever….

….Undisturbed by the rumbling war machine