Let’s stop the stupid
for five minutes
For just five
let’s look metaphysically
down our noses
at nothing and no one
Stones fly like bullets
like roaring lions
looking for someone to devour
But for five minutes
put your arms down
Shut my mouth
Open our hands
To air
To love
We are all of us guilty
from time to time?
We can admit it
Our very spirits suffer from
The cryptic triptych
An unholy trinity
I, myself, and me
It’s one hot button
Unbuttoned and phallic
Full of fallacy
Warring to be touched
And touched again
Even though it’s practically numb
With narcissism
Still
let’s sit still
just a little
for love’s sake
Please
take five
Take A Break on That
