Yo-Yo Boing!

Do it right. Or at least get even. Even if I stress my mind, I stretch my neck, and bones crack my other fortitudes, and no one is certainly more certain than doubt and proximity. Even when dancing gets even with drinking and dining — and sleeping pills don’t sleep at all — but sour stress and ojeras, frontal to mirrors and glances — are making their way by buses and subways, with ways to come, to go, and get upset at the boss, not at me, honey, I am just counting the pennies to get back home and prepare your tasty supper.

Develop your argument, see you tomorrow, don’t miss the appointment, the opportunity of a decade, sounds good, honey, but I prefer to do it the right way, shortcut is longcut, if you cut it too short it’s never too long to grow back again, but remember you’ll have to wait, and patience is way off in your calendar. Dividends against multiplications. Carioletes against amigable people — or are you following step by step — the rule of books and connoisseurs of wines and dines — and dividends and months and connoisseurs of time — and high piled papers to fill out — no address, no phone number, no multiple choices, no way out against orders — responsibilities piling up — filling up blank checks and multiplying dozens by thousands — before falling asleep into the coma of retirement — golden age of sorrow and no return to the truths and blues of morrow, I pay homage to the dead, and return to my pile of work, paperwork, waste of time for the rest of my junkie life.

I open my eyes and I see, but I have seen so many times, that I don’t see the way I saw love, blue of eyes, blinded, blindfolded, the first of times. I see love interested in how old are you, can you take care of me when I am old, I’m growing weary, will you feed me — so love is not blind madness — to be blind as love is blind is to be mad as love is mad and mad is blind — and love is mad if it follows the pattern of your life, I can assure you he is blindfolded, Cupid is mad, mad of love for you, he wants you to love calculating each of the steps you take, and then you lose your chance, and you only live twice.