© 2007 James Morrill
Mediocrity As An Art Form
Bad poems. Bad Food. Bad Company.
Bad with no good to equal out
Watch a Bad movie or some Bad TV
I know better it's hard to see any good
now, but there's these perfect days,
they come along once in awhile,
when the weathers perfect, and
your welfare just kicked in and you
finally can have a good meal,
maybe even exchange some intellectual
banter with someone good.
Then you go home, sit down with a pen,
and the words are good and the flow
is good and smooth and the longing for
a different life weakens as the dream dies
and the numbers of your age go up,
you start accepting mediocrity
as an art form.
Keeps me up.
All work is property of James Morrill.
[back to top] [home]
© 2007 SubtleTea Productions All Rights Reserved