What will catch up w/ me 1st?
The loans?
Or will I simply flip my lid?
Time will tell. Just gotta make it through 'til Feb '09...
then the real re-pays can begin.
And the savings. Oh the savings!
I do envision a better life...
these past 5+ years are bogwater.
Thin gravy days & grey sportscoats,
the elbows worn shiny like thatch.
The country's elected a new president
& I could care less
(at least Massachusetts is getting rid of the greyhounds).
My horse-blinders are on...
& all I can see are pale visions of me.
Lukewarm soup & bus air...
I'm a hand-me-down from 1992.
Remember that guy?
OK, maybe he wasn't so swell either
but it was better than this.
I'll be so glad when the collection calls stop.
I'll be so relieved when I'm giddy again-- excited.
Not this extreme suppression of will & persona,
for home & work.
But this is a marathon here, not a jaunt...
You don't get from here to there by wishing it.
No. You meticulously execute
and endure.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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