poem

Ancillary AdvantagesAncillary advantages of an answerlessExistence are made manifestIn the margins between questionsAnd the ever expanding silences —Very frustrating —but then it gets boring,Your mind wanders off, gets lostIn the rescissions of reasons.You start to toss stones through the moonAnd listen for the tiny plinkingsOn the other side of the galaxy..You think how lucky we are ChristCame around in the era when CrucifixionWas the standard mode of execution.If it had been the 19th centuryWe ’d all be wearing necklaces Of some poor limp Savior dangling Crooked-necked from a hangman ’s noose.At some point life becomes Simply the one we choseBut only when it ’s too late to choose Anything else. It ’s like getting mad at a bonfireFor making you feeluncomfortably hotAnd because you think you hear it laughingAt your low brow complacency. It ’s not laughing, the flames are tryingTo tell you something.Air crackling out of the burning dead woodIs the fire tsk-tsking your pointless perseverating.Someone asks what makes fires so mesmerizingAs a way to break the silenceSo someone else puts on another logAnd the fire clears its throatJust before it begins to answer.3/18/24

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - March 18, 2024 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs