“MOUNT FUJI.” a poem October 31, 2018 – Wednesday
There’s NO ONE in charge!
“Now, how can that be? Because I PERCEIVE – such fine harmony!
IF no one’s in charge, then ca-cophony,
Would have to result! That’s the LOGIC I see!”
But! That ASSUMES “logic” – rules this place,
An assumption – of-The-Thinkers, The-HU-Human-Race,
Of all of the folks – who CALCULATE things –
Just see all the torture – this REASONING brings!
Assume-no-one’s in charge – not even Trump,
Who in-the-big-scheme-o’-things – is only a bump,
Not really-worthy (pause) of-being-listened-to –
Just like this poet – J Jay J (Jay) BOO,
Who’s only a writer – and a -ghost-writer-to-boot;
Now isn’t that really – yes, really – A HOOT?
For, we are just SPOOKS!
“Now, how can THAT be?
Your ‘assumes’ and proposals – are getting to me!
My poor head is spinning! LEMME FIGURE THINGS OUT!
So, I am just spirit? and no one’s about,
Controlling the functions of LIFE in no realm?
I imagine YOU-WRITER – think life is a film!”
Perhaps, yes-a-(Divine)-Projector – on-PERPETUAL-MODE,
With a never-ending cyclical, cellular code!
And, IF as we’re watching the hypnotic screen,
We turn and observe – the-Projection-Booth-scene,
We’ll notice that no one is really up there,
“Man-ing”-the-projector, with expertise-and-care!
“Well, golly,” said one-other – audience member;
“I’ve forgotten! Is it April – or-in-the-Bleak, bleak December?”
And – here, (the) POET(S) reply, in a casual way:
THE TWO, THEY ARE ONE, AND WE’VE ONLY – TODAY!