BEATING DRUMS
Earthy anxiety.
No more fearing eternity.
The peace must start here,
at my wrist watch,
defying the urgent means
to uncertain ends.
Earthy anxiety.
No more floating
in pleasant psychic debris.
No more wrestling
with irrelevant demons.
No more guessing
at grizzly analogies.
It's time for earthy anxiety.
Thursday, February 06, 2003
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