There Are Times

There are times when he thinks
he’s survived all the brinks,
navigated the edges,
climbed back from the ledges,

discovered that he
had the power to flee,
and back off from the crude,
to a sweet quietude –

to gaze out at the sky
with an unwary eye,
and look down at his toes
in unruffled repose.

And then there are times
when absolutely nothing goddamned rhymes
and right now he’s not in the mood to tell you about them.

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