Bowl of Light - The Argotist Online

or not
There's an old song on the radio
scars scraping speakers as it
pushes its way out and in your head,
dragging a crutch right into your head:
new if you've never heard it, but
if you've never heard it before
then what are you doing here,
mocking it's feeble attempts to
remind you of what you fear
and what you love
not everything can be good, and
very seldom can anything be new
so it's rare when something is new
and good, enjoy this permutation
while you can because pouting
outside in the rain are a dozen
cold/lonely/others just like I
found that cat that one time,
crying outside and wanting in so bad it
was a song - this one, in fact -
and I held him in my arms a year later;
he was a good cat
sometimes
it all depends on mood; can we talk shop here
can we talk shop here and not about cars
can we talk shop here about music
and love/death/life/prayer whether you know it
and poetry, whether you know it.