You Look Angry When I Am Beautiful: Blind Squirrels and Fat Pigs

You Look Angry When I Am Beautiful

Musings of a Man with his Muse

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Blind Squirrels and Fat Pigs





When the cooks find their chili is not the blue
Ribbon batch they thought it would be in their
Kitchen the night before the cook-off, drinking
Tequila and reflecting in the window
Over the kitchen sink, what do they think?

Sell wind. The gift of gab outside the box
Sounds loudest and laughs last.
Jump under the bus, hide among the ruins.
Even a blind squirrel finds a nut now and then.
Pigs get fat. Hogs get slaughtered.

Who makes the terms we use
To tell and measure if we win or lose?
By what imaginary stretch is hope
The gap between desire and what we get?
I am not sure what I am trying to say.

Will anyone know the difference anyway?



                                                            KLK
                                                            12/30/2007

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