I
listen to the dead who spoke their
thoughts
and words when they were
alive.
I may or may not be manipu-
lated
by whatever they had to say.
Oh,
I may agree or disagree with the
premise
they have laid out in front of
me.
They couldn’t care less now as
was
likely the case before their demise.
Ah
but, they are wiser than I now, no
longer
having to retract what was once
stated
so emphatically. Or was it an
interrogatory
they posed to me?
I
often wonder, when they said, we must
wait
and see, were they speaking directly
to
me? If so, I would indeed prefer to mull
the
situation over a spell before I go.
I
know there have been some who will
excuse
the composer’s unfinished sym-
phony.
But as for me, I’d prefer to hear
or
write that final note, you know.
As
it goes with me, I say, take it all with a
grain
of salt, and don’t believe everything
you
read. That’s an idiom with which I had
nothing
to do. Don’t take it literally.
Turn
the shaker over. Stir it up once again.
There
are always a few grains of thuth left
lingering.
Wait for it...How many last words
can
there be?
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Chris
Hanch 2-25-2020
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