POEM: you missed the...

(03 June 2002)

there is again the realization
of the paragon of my ideas
the rationalizing of the dismissal
the need to preserve the distance...

    breaking this moment out and wedging
    this blunt paragraph somewhere between
    the meaning of this disjointed construction
    of ideas made to make you objectify ideas...

between me and the rest of the world
it seems it all starts to degrade in this way
to a point of complete silent isolation
now in this world here I have made as a refuge...

    so if I find myself just running to it
    when people still kill us and we have to see
    that the lack of our own actions to address
    those who still need a voice, and attempt to take...

from the distancing in my minds eye and heart
to the cloned backward glances of putrid hatred
and patented mockery of spirit of my mear validity
inside my duplicated shell of sound...

    and this is no source of paragonized paranoia
    and this is no place to fear diseased idealism
    and this is no home of isolated fatalism
    and this is no refuge for spiritual bankrupsy.

echoing thru my mind - having enough of this
to last a lifetime thru and if that is all they see
then so minimalistic in this voice and you missed
the point of it all...

                                                ~ klaus andrews