Doodles of Inattention

A wall-like cupboard

and a cupboard like wall

painted over and over again

to hide my doodles of inattention

Names from the past, the present

not necessarily mine

inscribed on my door

lightened not erased

my doodles of inattention

Quotable quotes,

Jim Morrison and the

Hymn of Om

geographically together

at last

in my doodles of inattention.

Winking hearts,

Sharp nosed-no lip profile,

Decorated initials of thine

Glass paintings on paper,

mural work in shades of pencil grey

Surrealists have nothing on me

And my doodles of inattention

Post Script

Doodles of Inattention

Lightened not erased

Written and over-written

A reflection

Of a new era of boredom

A new weapon of mass destruction

Not of physical annihilation

But of mental tedium

Bombed by old ideas

An empty mind vowing an abdication of thought.

Confronting (the) Ordinary

Went about life

Thinking I was different

Only to find myself

stationary in a quagmire of sameness

I’m not a climber of birch trees

Nor aiming for the stars

I’m confronting the ordinary

And finding my own piece of heaven on earth

Went about life

Thinking I was different

Only to find reflected

in the inattentive murmurs of the crowd

in the bitten nails of fidgety hands

The restlessness in me

I’m confronting the ordinary

as I dissolve into humanity

an insignificant speck of an

insignificant speck of the cosmos

A tribute to a normal day

Of an ordinary life

No longer in quest of Different

But Difference