(can't keep) Busy

Give busy
in a working passionately
kind of way
Be kind in way
and gesture
Concentrate on maintaining proper posture
What's that, you say?
Shoulders down and back
Neck long
Head level and straight
What's that, you say?
With the earth spinning
And everything curved
Fighting gravity
Is not your forte, you say?
Stand upright
Sit comfortably
But do not recline, rest, or slouch
It reminds all of fold, buckle, pouch
Lying about things like a couch
Like a floppy, fluffy, loose hide
Stretched and pounded
Colored and sewn
Just barely a cell wall
To hold all the junk in
Someone made it, you say?
God don't make junk, you say?
God made you into a purse
And you just sit there and take it
Like a floppy, disjointed, piece of shit
Relax, you say?
Get to work, you say?
Fix a flat, you say?
Flat listless rubber
Whistling air through a hole
All paunchy and cracked
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8/14/08

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