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So Many Grand And Useless Objects

I constantly marvel
at the fact of
so many others
somehow finding
the time
and energy
to have careers
and love affairs
to go to movies
and watch television shows
to talk on the telephone
and travel to exotic lands
to make and save
money enough
to buy so many grand
and useless objects
to wage wars
in the name of
this god or that
and plan and execute
the destruction
of enemies
and friends alike
while I
on a good day
can maybe manage
to write
a decent poem
or
get the dishes done
before the wife
gets home
from work.

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