An Elephant in the Pantry?

Have you forgiven?
forgotten?
Remembered that awful moment...
Dwelled in anger on the cusp of...

Stomping about,
making a point,
talked...
more than you listened...
or,
remembered accurately.

You are beautiful,
you just keep getting,
the herd dust in your eye?...

Look again...
on another shelf?
on another self?
Bull... stomping...
in a China shop?
playing with meaningless cliches...
as a substitute for,
meaning?

Awesome experience,
this life,
hey?

Get to live and die,
if you choose...
in your heaven,
or your own hell.

Get a choice...
blessed with choice,
and what a choice...
Heaven lying at your feet,
contradictions, messages,
no mean feat...

How do I get outta here?
there's no getting outta here,
'A - Dead' apparently...

You only get...
the ever inter-connected choice,
an elephant in the herd,
rubbing trunks with those you love...
but what a blessing.

Permission to write,
meaningless,
self-centred meanderings,
anywhere,
anytime,
cliches included,
in an out of date 60's...
'lack of poetry' style...

Meaningless trash?
but fun?
An awkward baby elephant,
tripping over ones own,
now very old,
and circular,
heavy footsteps...

More fun is in order?
It should arrive,
from Amazon tomorrow?...

Credit crunch excluded...

With thanks to BBC TV listings,
the Eagles,
Bob... again,
and a de-ranged mind I borrowed...
from my Karma :)