Tom Beckett

 
It’s About What’s Next

It’s about
What’s next

These last
Days of

Whatever is
Right now.



What We Say When
What we
Say when

Perfectionism becomes
A meat-

Eating flower.



Ask Yourself What

Ask your
Self what

Are your
Essential terrors

And what
Have they

Done for
You lately.



Yes This Is Intentional

Yes this
Is intentional

(A procedure
Of feeling).



What You Mean Is 

What you
Mean is

We are
Not aroused.



The Nature of Reality

The nature
Of reality

Both private
And public

Is unnatural
For sure.



The Darkness Surrounds Me

The darkness 
Surrounds me.

It’s not
About us.



It Is What It

It is
What it

Has to
Be in

The moment
Of its

Realization of
Irresistible resolve.



How Can It Be 

How can
It be

The forbidden
Finds us

Wanting so
Many things

In so
Many ways.



We Might As Well

We might
As well

Finish each
Other’s sentences.



If All Goes Well

If all
Goes well

It’s not
An accident.



To Live As Though 

To live
As though

Whatever comes
To mind

Is poetry
Until one’s

Mind changes
Its tune.



Doing Things With Words

Doing things
With words

Over and
Over again

One feels
A void

Opening up.



What I Am Not

What I
Am not

Depends upon
The groove.



Before You Know It

Before you
Know it

Something is
Another thing.



A Metaphor Walks Into

A metaphor
Walks into

A barcode.



The Mime Is Trying

The mime
Is trying

To say
Punctuation marks

Are unnecessary.



I Can’t Get Out

I can’t
Get out

Of this
Thought pattern

This template
Of desire.



Is This Too Tight

Is this
Too tight.



Does This Make One

Does this
Make one

Appear flat

Dispersed to
Its edges.

Tom Beckett lives and writes in Kent, Ohio.

 
 

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