Sometimes Hanging in There…

Written June 6, 2010

Here we are:

the point at which
my lies fool no one.

You know me too well.

And I—
I guess I’m through
kidding myself.

(Count that one)

Closer and closer
to confessing
the insanity
that I doubt
you’ll comprehend.

 
 
 

That’s one path,
anyway.

The chances I
take the other
are roughly equal:

Close to none.

Place bets that I’ll
remain silent
for another year
of frown lines
and tears
and just plain
wanting—

to quit.

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