I was blessed
with certain gifts
and cursed
with glaring
omissions
then I was taught
valuable lessons
which never really applied
to challenges I faced
and so I was never
adequately prepared
for what was thrown
at the fan
and found myself
winging it
by the seat of my pants
which made me seem like
a delinquent dilettante
doodling on the forms
that one fills out
to pass the test
get the job
or the license
to drive one’s self
crazy
going in
the daily circles
like an abstract
master of
the postmodern
art of
getting by
Ivan Jenson, USA
The Social Poet 