For d'verse Poets
THE PURSUIT OF TRIVIA
A misdirected comment
at an inopportune time
creates a broken window
of missed opportunity…
which is kind of logical,
in a messed-up kind of way…
An open invitation
in a tight-sealed envelope,
initiates a response
that will go without comment
without ever being said.
An understated compliment
offers an understanding
of overstated indulgence
in unreasonable affairs…
The product of a misspent youth…?
Or of a well spent future…?
No-one knows, or cares, these days…
They’re all too preoccupied
with things of no importance…
things of no significance…
with things that don’t make much sense.
All have other fish to fry,
other considerations
they must take into account…
other accounts they must take
into consideration
while you ponder aimlessly
sitting there, thinking about
nothing in particular…
listening to the latest
hot chart hits and breaking news;
global information from
your local radio station,
now turning its attention
to random acts of boredom.
Infotainment Show phone-in…
Monday morning, possibly
maybe even afternoon
but definitely Monday…
You make a simple request
as cynical as ever;
a dedication to those
who dedicate their lives to
The Pursuit of Trivia…
those with too much time on their hands,
too much cash in their pockets,
too much disposable income.
No sign of an overdraft
not even the slightest hint;
those who definitely have
visible means of support
without any strings attached…
You’re not jealous or anything
although it must be stated
you can’t afford the luxury
of managing your own time;
prioritising interests.
You couldn’t even compile
a short list of things to do;
setting out intentions in
chronological order…
a graphical presentation,
or put it another way,
a Bucket List of wishes
you’d never wish anyway…
You wouldn’t even wish them
on your greatest enemy…
And we all know who that is…
It happens to be yourself…
