Half Life

Half-brained ideas followed by
half-hearted effort.
Half-baked delusions of
half-pursued grandeur.
A half-time resident in this halfway house I’m living in
half the distance between Einstein and oblivion.
Infected at birth with incurable wanderlust
forever looking for the next best thing.
Innoculated by experience with total distrust
of people always holding the illusive brass ring.
Half truths. Half lies.
Half-cooked alibies
for their coercion —
for my collusion —
in a game with half-written rules
that only apply to half the world
half the time.
Half-manned defenses
as total war commences.
Only ever ready for the call of Piper’s Fife.
A full-time player
In a damned half-life.


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