Sufficient

We have never felt it sufficient in all this
In blocks of time we had made quite early
One after other, the latest one sticking out
Earlier ones fading away in a dust of time.

 

We have never felt it sufficient to work out
The grand logic of it all, in a clear ontology
A hierarchy of speed, a journey in the wild.

 
A mere outcry, a walk in the wind alone
Over dry leaves that hid a lizard, nothing.
There emerged no poetry in this blind path
Merely a fear of   fears, of death and night.

 

 A piano solo concert, from a friend’s son
A solar energy that flowed from another’s
Were benchmarks, a few lines in the sky,
Ephemeral as eccentric son of other friend
In a clink of bangles, of a gene gone awry.

 
All is in a mind’s dark, in a together-guilt
A son’s failure in father’s life and thoughts.
One does not feel sufficient, father of son.

 

 

 

 

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