excess story

gluttony the forgotten sin
looks longingly out the window

at our diffuse anemic litter
the state school budget bulges

i pull my belt another notch
tighter who has a lighter

(what it means to be held
back at the breaking point)

why don't we all jump
give the abyss a big sloppy

kiss and forget about it
well forget about it

there are faculties at work
carrying you when you

can't even face the facade
or when the academic filing squad

at the ready watches you
when you are eating breakfast

there's a notion of living
that your feet are the messiah

delivering you from back there
bringing ever forth

your body glass-blown
by the flames of your soul

is that an hourglass in your eye
or has the clutch flown off

your irrigated ducts
i never struggled in the sand pit

i learned how to eat sand
and spit out the bad parts

you must pay attention
to the whispering

of those familiar faculties
they have not fallen

they are not frightening
they are your friends

following their own feet
battling the same shade

brothers of bad decisions
and keepers of the keys

to the same home
i hereby decree

that this perpetual emergency
be flushed with a hug

and that nothing
nothing

will fill the empty
like the nothing we do