Flow (a childish tribute to e.e. cummings)

interruptingcow

do i stay or do i go?
which to ebb and what to flow?
keep my life an even keel
charring what is left to feel?
make a move while in my prime
or should i live the life of crime?

what to do, which door to choose
quit the game, or win, or lose
tell a tale, or spin a lie
bite my tongue or have a cry
chip a tooth or break a bone
playing tag while all alone?
freak of nature, Heaven sent
doomed to picture memories bent
amusing no one
carrying a ton.

pity me, monster manunkind
not, i got only what i brought
sift through sobbing
stories bobbing
down memory lane
inside, insane
me.

I went looking for my favorite e.e. cummings poem and found this little blessing – Thanks to Mr. Jason McLaughlin for arranging it with my favorite instrument (aside from my mac):

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