Today got me to face the
question:
why ever should I go
there?
“Because –” said an
interior locution.
I clammed it up before it
could blare
anything that might be
unfair,
anything that might hurt.
Like I have any voice.
Cowering under destiny's
quirt
lashing at my back
offering Hobson's choice
whack whack whack
rolling in the dirt
all beaten blue and black
time would dally dally
dally
I have to go there
willynillynoshillyshally
because there's one
question
one question only
and its solution
its lonely solution
all along –
was there.
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