Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

March 1, 2014


In a time near

She’ll go & throw things.

I’ll no way go for that.

More  so  there

If so, those things

Are peculiar earthenware,

Procured  way  back; From a dirt road driveway

We had lost track,

But that time 

We found an offbeat 

Item of beauty

For our trouble.


Now, our trouble


In a time near,

The last lines are crossed/

It is Photofinished/Developed/

Without help/Engulfed

Within an embroiling stew; 

W/one part  consequence

W/one part  tipped imbalance

W/one part psyche impatience

& a dollop of overdue.


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