Life is a mystery.
Yesterday is history.
Stories told between you
and me
are usually fantasies.
realities,
niceties,
or atrocities.
The alphabet begins
with an A and
Twenty six letters later
it ends with a Z.
Similarly,
travesties
and pleasantries
are sometimes
begun tediously
then summarized
linguistically
with brevity
and alacrity.
Presumably
there is the possibility
this could be
one of those.
I suppose intuitively
it shows,
last night I spent
my time alone.
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Chris Hanch 12-25-2021
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