There, in the nub of it, you’d think you see the
cue for change, only a tint of it; but okay if this
read is precursor to what’ll be viewed certainly
an invitation to estrangement - maybe without
being askance we’ll woo deference; hint, isn’t
there incongruity after changing to leave your
clothes tangled the way they fell off you - but
just say if it’s how you’d want ‘em laundered
Only we sodding-well-know it’ll be invitation to
batting on bad manners, a lack of live-and-let-
live chivalry and sarcastically intractable slap
to egocentric views; so a why don’t you shut
up and do it my way analogy won’t get aired -
or even off the ground - or yet laundered
But all things considered, there’s fun thinking
it through to a foregone conclusion - you’ll do
it right and proper anyway as the fallout is far
taller than any tower of Babel’s debris - & we
knowingly do things in the languages we like
to think we’re able to hide our many faces in
© 20 Oct 2015, I. D. Carswell
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