Cup of Ambition

Listening to music is something I do all the time. The last week and half, I had little time for listening to music.  Once I finally put my headphones on, I realized how much I need to lose myself in songs.  Apparently, this is has become a way of letting go or calming down.  I love songs that continually break my heart.  I don’t particularly want a real broken heart, but I suppose a broken heart by proxy makes me feel more open to the world? I’m not quite sure.

The Beats

Some keep trying to connect me with

the beats

but I was vastly unpublished in the

50’s

and

I very much

disliked their vanity and

all that

public

postering.

And when I met most of them

later in my life

I still felt that most of my

feelings toward

them

were the

same.

Some accepted

that; others thought that I

should change my

viewpoint.

My viewpoint remained the

same: writing is done

one person

at a time

one place

at a time.

and all the gatherings

and tenderings of

proclamations toward the

flock

has very little

to do

with anything.

Any one of those

could have made it as a

shoe salesman or a

used car

salesman.

And they still

could

instead of bitching about

the changes of the fates and

the ways

even

still

now:

From the sad university

lecterns

those hucksters of the

despoiled word

working the

hand-outs

still talking that

dumb shit.

So, alone at the house for a couple of days. This means loud music ANY TIME OF DAY OR NIGHT!!!

This morning I can’t stop dancing. Perhaps it’s my new T-shirt from the school I just got back from. Perhaps, it’s  the drumbeat that makes my shoulders begin to move.  Aw, it’s always the drum beat. A good drum beat energizes me, makes me lose myself. I love it!

Passion Pit- Eyes Like Candles

I am sorry for the creepy still photo video accompanying the song!