And we take a fool’s view of reality, see the
things we want are pinned to the mast; ok,
we’ll assert, nothing’s innocuous here and
change subjects as we play for that laugh.
It’s a good ‘un, full of risible ire about how
we’re always Patsy’s to others sinking on
the same ship - and had we our druthers
we’d be as likely to croak about ‘em too
air of lethargy suggesting we despair the
same haggard old platitudes - like where
were you when the boat foundered - aha,
pinned to the mast like promises we’d be
safely aground again real soon
© 19 February 2014, I. D. Carswell
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