Took me sometime to figure out I
Was crossing a harrowed invisible line
Blindsided, the blinking lights
The fleeting thoughts escaping
Through a barrage of “Whys”
But it kept on pouring
The wrong reply
In this storm
It may take a while
We take our stance, defend, minimize
The exchange is never to enlighten
As it is confusing, vilify
What I thought was done right
the list is now up to number five
The heart gets number, fired
Up with question marks
This one has jumped the shark
The floor and ceiling flattened as a pile
What’s done, what’s undone
Will certainly be that takes a while
danDAman 