Same Old Way

Dan Williams

There is a protection in being habitual, methodical,

even for we as dust motes to titans.

Less room for mistakes, less theoretical,

repetition breeds simplicity, but stifles nuance.

Still sameness, of it, after a while proves defeat for the spirit;

we cower casually, slowly rush to be frightened.

Igniting only futility, trying to keep your brain warm,

the right tool in the proper place, skillful hands, a thing of beauty.

Small control of violence makes you high.

Reach for a caliper, find it right where you measure these things;

what was, when you got there, time it took.

How can function be returned to electrical life?

Processes run down, spiraling to a stop, abruptly quit being habitual.

Songs you’ve known by heart for decades slip away

till only one method remains, can be a deadly serious choice

between sword or ruby, breath or sleep;

no amount of sameness improves this chance.

  • Author: Dan Williams (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 22nd, 2024 01:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: A maintenance man's troubled dream.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    "even for we dust motesto titans" Great line Dan. Many deep philisophical questions here. The last line ties it together. Nicely done

    • Dan Williams

      You are reliable and perceptive and I truly appreciate it.

    • aDarkerMind

      between sword or ruby, breath or sleep;

      no amount of sameness improves this chance.

      one to be faved for sure.

      • Dan Williams

        Thank you as always for your kind comments.

      • Goldfinch60

        In my long life Dan I have come across some very skilled tradesmen and it has been a beautiful thing to see them work.

        Andy



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