Sunday, May 05, 2013

Making Believe

What I was in the beginning is what I will be in the end.

Still pretending, sure -- but which is worse?
Bowing intentionally, in the middle years,
for the blatant rewards that come with bowing?

Or, at 8 and 80, playing alone with my own odd thoughts--
gladly forgotten, waiting dumbly
for only the Great Unknown
to take me away.

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