Okay, almost a day where we found the ball
and got on with th’ game; almost enough to
begin believing congratulations are relevant
for recherché endeavour you’d designed to
circumvent bucolic boredom. And then you
take a second breath - too late is a whisper
you’ve been searching for amongst events
cluttering this panoply of fey indulgence
meet cynical eyes surreptitious survey, with
more in a cup than lips can sup free of drip,
whispers release your embryonic acrimony,
you’re victim of too much it says, give & be
rid without burdening a naive conscience
© 25 February 2014, I. D. Carswell
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