Speed - Journal Xii

SPEED – JOURNAL XII It’s hard to keep up The world is changing so fast On the news, fast talkers We ancients need motorized walkers What once was considered speed reading has, apparently, become the norm Eyes travel slowly over familiar phrases These trigger memories, disturb concentration Lines disappear prematurely Fiction-wise, there are, for us experienced sages, no new plots Even the variations are multi=traveled All interest fades in a fetid pool of boredom Film producers are wise to the over-taxed plot And try to stimulate public interest with fast- moving, noisy, violence Which manages to lack any sort of sensible organization No, all is chaos, at least to us old timer’s tastes In these last few I shall try to harvest those few inner moments Which stir a sort of over all activity This I call faking-oneself-out