Blank Frustration

Mark me God. Damned. Well. And watch
My dust. I ain't staying in this dead-end life
No more (at least not much more). No damned longer
(Unless I have to). God, I'm sick of dust.

I just want to run until the end
Is finally in sight. (Don't ask me what
It is like. I don't know, and I would hate to write
My ignorance with knuckles on your face.)

I know that everyone says shit like this.
What's that to you? I'm not everyone,
Even if I was last week. A man's allowed
To change his life. Don't push me; screw your proof...

Oh, Jesus. Can't you see that all I want
Is not to know how much I cannot know?

-- Bryant Durrell
February, 1994

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