A bit like saying - before you lose context, get used to
this - you’re not the first; well golly - as if it is pertinent
and explains the meaning of your predicament; every
darn thing seems to have exemplars somewhere - an
out-of-role character making pithy observations you’d
decided is a damn menace; so what if I’m not the 1st,
it’s MY quandary isn’t it, I can view it however the hell
I like - so we’ll leave it there, and move on, won’t we
Or will we debate whether there is a debate to this, a
free-range accusatory smorgasbord where we pick &
choose gobbets of deranged delusion using them as
clubs and spears to gain the upper hand; be clubbed
or be dubbed, stands to reason that treasonous acts
forsake this debacle’s simpering shebang of a wake
While the nub of it stays deaf to fidelity’s ache …
© 6 October 2014, I. D. Carswell
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