Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Una One, Una Two


This morning,
hairtousled,
beard askew,
eyes semiconscious,
the face in the mirror looks familiar.

No,
not the fellow in the wedding photo in the living room.

HIM.

The Montana mathematician
with dreams of pipebombs dancing in his head.

Behind this mirror face, though,
no rage-fueled Fourth of Julys
nor bitter April 19ths.
Just an occasional pop of annoyance at:
bad drivers
ex-wife
politicians in general
TAXES
automobile repairs
dinner-time telemarketers.

Dull stuff, really.
No threat. Harmless.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

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