Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Overarching Intimations

Overarching Intimations are a Blast.
They promulgate a fantasy of Past.
I try to lock them up so they will last
but when I find they do,
I am aghast.
The myriad mistakes I make are vast.
All the plays I’ve staged have been miscast,
misbegotten plottings holding fast:
Again my failure proves
it’s unsurpassed.
I’ve never gone on a vacation,
nor won any recommendation.
Troubled, supine, unbubbled by wine
or elation. I win at these stakes:


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