Maybe to be freed compartmentalisation
becomes you; & that ability to wax lyrical
less prejudice of acknowledged category
sets th’ demand bar at scaleable heights,
at least in your eyes, & pronouncements
fly unilaterally; all while naked egos flare
organically with blatant prescience, they
are difficult to disguise as only musing
It is distressing failing to see it your way -
though fact is you’d annexed space that
wasn’t your’s first place & taking it away
diminishes whatever grace does remain;
however, in the aftermath, that’s stained
all who precipitate in your contretemps
© 22 April, I. D. Carswell
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