Christ Knows

A Poem by Ken e Bujold

Taking a step back, I arrived

just in the nick of time

to find nothing much

as I expected.

An old face I should have recognized

grinning, greeted my confusion

with a shrug, nothing

much to say.

How things hang here,

where one stands

was a compass point

I’d have to choose myself.

The devil, it seems,

doesn’t sweat the details.

Ken e Bujold

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It appears here you have gone full bore Ashbery but I an usually wrong.

Winston

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Added on January 9, 2024
Last Updated on January 9, 2024

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