Clipping Tales

you will add a word
to that story you are composing,
that thing that you devote yourself to,
your nominal reason for being.
It will be a good word
or an uncertain one
that will be replaced back and forth
for days to come.
It is slow going,
your story,
but you have no doubt that when it’s finished,
so too will be your obscurity
and poverty
and insecurity.

The story will no doubt complete you
for something has to.
Love has not
nor has family,
good friends,
not wine nor drugs,
nor a really good dinner with Dina.

But you’re on to something
with this story,
this sweet
smart, sophisticated
satisfying story.
Once you’ve got it done
everything will change.
Once it’s finished,
some day soon
in the next millennium.

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