one day clean
Posted on September 7, 2023 by Ace Boggess
Didn't watch the news yesterday,
didn't count down as the ticker
passed eighty thousand--
a number to call out based on
the prior day's propulsion.
I don't know it, can't attest or verify.
I'm a shaky witness.
Failed to recognize ignorance,
too, from above as below,
or colorful stories of anyone
doing what they should or shouldn't
to alleviate their pandemic of boredom.
I took the day off from measuring
disaster with shovels & spades,
mind elsewhere, discovering other-
ness, contemplating Steppenwolf &
how I might deploy my own
divided nature--if I let the monster loose,
if I weren't afraid before the virus
marched its smirking army into town.
Will have to do something about that
after, or so I tell myself, closing
the curtains. For now, I feel better,
news-free for one full day. I think
I deserve a chip before my relapse