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A Smattering Of Mattering (How Do You Matter)


does my aching head
belong in this poem?
does the fact that the world
is on fire and that people are
over-heated belong (HERE)?
does it matter that I feed the crows
and the squirrels almonds every day?
do any of these small things belong here
in this poem?
OR
do the details of  your life
randomly seem not to matter?

do you care if I write poems filled with
in-congruent grocery lists?
do you really care what I think at all?
or does what anyone else thinks, matter.....
tell me tell me now...
do you talk to strangers on the bus
OR do you
deliberately avoid the idleness of chatter?

do you say thank you for the fresh coffee?
ia it important to say little things that matter?
thank you kindly and
have a fine day
I see you as you are
I apologize...you ARE right
I HEAR you...and yes,
what you have to say
and yes--you-- do truly matter

does your head hurt from all the minutiae
you think,
hear or see,
each and every day?
OR....
do the thought clouds of yours simply pile up,
then scatter?

do you wonder if any one else is thinking of you
in this moment
right now,
does the lack of consideration,
make you much sadder?

(how much
do you care
and would you, could you, say it --
does it really matter?
how much do YOU or how little do YOu
count and in the long run does it seem to you
your worth is served out on a platter?)


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