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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…
No-one knows, or cares, these days…
ReplyDeleteThey’re all too preoccupied
with things of no importance…
things of no significance…
with things that don’t make much sense...
that is the essence of our reality in a nut shell...so consumed with the next thing we often miss the now and never really connect with others as well leaving us in a state of crowded loneliness where we fool ourselves into thinking we are living...
(ok off the soapbox now, heh)
Yes, we can be our own worst enemy.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Brian.... People rush through their life juggling not really living ....
ReplyDeleteTruly the hardest of places can be having everything.. I enjoyed working cheap in something I enjoy before having no concerns what so ever about money...jobs...etc...having to make my actual own decisions of what to do next; that is when my wife is not giving orders! Enjoyed your words; brings back memories; love ya friend!
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