At Issue
Sometimes it approaches at a gallop
a heavily armored horse and knight
with brutal lance uplifted
immodest as a monarch
Henry VIII unhorsed, knocked out
thought dead revived
insists it never happened
What we think will happen
never does as expected,
all but certainly because expected
we’re always in afterthought
to issues we didn’t engage
They stalk us while we fumble, muttering
distracted either by a rush of colored lights
of the endless mind-numbing digital flurry
or by solemn beatitude in the night sky
When we must change our life you’d think
we’d have to know
The issue carries.
Meanwhile, faces in their mirror
move through bland surprise to shock
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