A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Friday, March 24, 2023

reality.

Stop. 

All the above and below is
not just, but is. 

Fair as life! 
Itself not fair, 
not unfair. Nice?

OK to sum. Do 
your own part, 
as you deem, as 
you find your own 
wont, sake or duty 
binds and finds out. 

Clear to sum!
All of it: in itty
-bitty nitty-gritty 
willy-nilly biggy-wiggy 
any which-way you sum!  

It fits! Guess what, ass? 

Most did not come 
to this party to math 
out
inescapable
conclusions from
a wholly absent, untested, 
untestable (and so inevitably,
unpredictive) no-business
'model' of how action

in fact
occurs, with
or without options
n' fixins. 

We came
for no reason, 
maybe, but we don't
find a stoop so low
to scratch out fake
fate bible logic 
in the dirt

so productive. 

We find purpose by eye 
plus the mind's behind, 
grasped in aim and both 
hands on fire. Unsurprised?

Not really. It all works, 
and perfect is a worthless 
adjective! Yet perfect 

is an all-purpose great
gotta mighty 

verb. 

Check next time, and 
the time before. You 
will find all points sum 
fine, once you score. 

win/loss 

sum ration 
of rationality 
we bore. 

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