Thursday, June 02, 2016

Too Much

normal living is almost enough
without writing or accomplishing
anything more these blog poems
retail most of the stories anyway

amid Karl Ove's confused twenties
we know how well it will turn out
he makes it into these good books
and is the writer he wanted to be

I already am what I am becoming
already wrote the books of my life
still living I am aware of being old
beyond the luxury of infinite time

in other words it's now or never
more than ever defined by being
each doing adds to the richness
already too much and too little

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