Predictable Predictability
(An Exercise in Learning)
“You state the obvious without any real creativity or flair.”
I suppose I’m actually sorry for once…
But you see...
Creativity tired of me long ago as did
That highly sought after flair…
They were nothing more than one night stands…
Classy hookers in a third-rate motel…
Too good for those *slightly* stained sheets
And my bitter
Lonely soul..
So
Spare me half a thought
And throw what common knowledge you possess
(Or only think you do)
To the wind….
And give me all the time and a half in the world
To sit
Stare
Become utterly giddy in my ignorance based freefall
And
Reminisce...
I’ll move only when my beloved calls…
My darling of the falsely accused
Ill-received and spurned by all you believe…
I do think you dubbed her…
Obvious…
It is evident that you are just as lost
(If not more)
As I
Learn to let it go... |
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