#14/11-3-2014

i’m sorry i missed
a day.
and i’m sorry for
not finishing
‘what sam built’
yet.
it’s just that
yesterday was sunday
and
i was watching
football
on tv.

those times,
times when
i’m laying
back on the couch
wearing only
pajama pants and
eating a bowl of cereal,
rarely do i feel like
confronting
anything
unpleasant.
so i
don’t.

maybe that’s
weakness,
being
so willing
to look away.

because
in the time i
existed in my
football cocoon,
i’m certain that
somewhere
at least a few
bombs were dropped near
families
and some
innocents stepped
on land-mines and
entire villages
continued to
starve
and
ebola snuffed out
another hundred and
some foreign warrior
exploded himself
in a crowded
public space.

and now
i feel almost
responsible.
responsible even
when all this happens
for reasons that
i can’t begin
to fathom,
much less
deter.
responsible because
my weakness is
willful ignorance.

head in football-sand
as if the world
stops spinning.

maybe i’m being too
hard on myself.

but maybe i’m
not.

at least
it wasn’t all bad;
my fantasy team scored
over 300 points.

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