Plans

I lost faith in plans
many years ago
they mostly went wrong
and I had nothing to show
but terrible messes
and mud on my face
but I still make plans
just in case

Now I plan another
two-day hunker
here in my secret
fall down bunker
but I don’t plan
to get any drunker
than your average
broken down clunker

Urges and appetites
and desperate moves
stampede through my brain
like thundering hooves
of wild horses resisting
all efforts to be tamed
but I have it to do
there’s no one else to blame

So I guess the plan
is to live like a monk
until I free myself
of all of this junk
that’s holding me down
and holding me back
gonna get myself
on the right track

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