Cool - Poem by Smoky Hoss
'Sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand.'
- Paul Newman from 'Cool Hand Luke'
The evidence being insufficient
capitulation into lassitude
one is left to render via repression
the act of pure patience
as a dignified design
toward a cultured coolness
of doing absolutely nothing
as if it were the grandest task
of an enlightened genius.
... and perhaps,
that's just what it is...
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