The Pain of An Answer

 


the rope-a-dope game
came down to where
down won't come, (anymore).
Written as wit a feather,
how can there be that
           which is, and that which blows
            little mindsets far away as
            can be imagined, while
the spectrogram rocks on it's heels
wishing it knew where to tell ye
            to go.

Things
(as per this) are all but commonplace
in The Place where oceans swell
ironically,
               harmlessly catching sea'legs in a  crosscurrent,
               as (a)like we  knew for the revolution,
               through puddles of luck and hackneed
               wisdom,
when it seemed    to be
no place else         to go,
           irreplair'ably & way
                   worn out
                wit answers...........


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