sorry, I failed again; it was
no simple accident – I really
meant to miss the boat
I suppose presumption
played a role upstream in
steering me beyond the pale
like clarity past-tenses who
and what I knew before and
why I made the play alone
the scene was nude in word
and deed – one which I found
distressed in errant rhyme
I knew it was a dismal show
to rue egregiously and surely
time would prove me right
and even if I modified the
words in lawless vogue – it
wouldn’t change a thing
the carnage left despaired will
lend no easy roads recovery
while life inside is dead
© 24 September 2010, I. D. Carswell
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