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Sipping Blackberry Tea
A prose poem circa 1989
Sitting on a dusty couch
Dog hair clinging to black shirt
Sipping Blackberry tea
Out of cracked “It’s a Dog
Eats Dog World” coffee mug.
A book on my lap trying
To be read by me,
Mind wandering, tired
Of contemplating Marcuse’s
“One Dimensional Man.”
It’s too intense, you see
Art and alienation?
An invalidation of Truth!
Sitting on a dusty couch
Sipping Blackberry tea.
Think it’s a cop out?
A weakness, a sin?
Laziness, indifference
Refusal to comprehend
The post-technological
Society, it’s not for me
Or Aboriginal tribes in
Third world countries
What do they know of Marcuse
And the One Dimensional Man?
Hopefully more than me
Because when billions
are wasted to forge peace
from where will they
Sip Blackberry tea?
I wrote this circa 1989 when I was just starting my graduate program at the University of Colorado in Boulder.
