Friday, June 17, 2016

My right, your left


It all worked out,
                      things, that is,
what are nows
                       are exactly how they
should have been
                       we never needed
to worry and plan
                       all that armament
and added security
                       all for nought
knowing it would be good
                       as the old days
back then when it was
                       too dark to see
ahead or two
                       eyes do nothing
but distract, in fact
                        you made it that way
blindly feeling
                        your way
past
                        ifs
extrasensory gifts
                        finding a fit
and working your way
                        back out.




Image of painting by George Frederic Watts, c. 1886, Hope [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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