Patterns
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On legs all wobbly and loose,<br />
this table holds forth the half-baked plans<br />
The epilogue is a shame faced red<br />
for the silence in the story<br />
And the motions are of a steel-toed boot<br />
kicking the shit up slowly and dutifully<br />
Churning in silence, biting your lip,<br />
waiting for the turn<br />
The New Season<br />
I’ve got a name and a place,<br />
maybe shame within grace<br />
It’s flowing out of outstretched arms<br />
It’s welling up in a twitch<br />
A gasp that speaks in stoicism,<br />
of tension drenched in cynicism,<br />
bubble-wrapped layers of protection<br />
Cargo dripping with death of supplantation,<br />
out of its element<br />
When things go awry<br />
it’s there waiting outside the door<br />
in conference with its quashed thoughts<br />
Under the table it lies,<br />
ghosts of the dead moments<br />
expressed in an activity report,<br />
quietly brewing up a new plan<br />
to move this spike from the table to the grave<br />
The new code<br />
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