There it is again
just a whiff of gas
natural that is
makes a person wary
Why couldn’t it be
a good stiff jolt
then you’d know
the furnace’s out again
Or there’s a leak
in the line
behind the stove
anything but a whiff
There it is again
just a strange catch
in the left breast
Not really a sharp pain
enough above the threshold
to make you know
you’ve felt it again
Why can’t it be
sharp and stout
enough to make you shout
without doubt
there’s something wrong
There it is again
a decisions made
and you’re acquiescence
is expected
Not an earth shattering
change
just enough to make
the storm
more hail than rain
Just enough
to make your life
more baseless
than plan-less
For though you plan
there it is again
a whisper really,
why?
For though you plan
there it is again
why?
For though you plan
there it is again.
4/21/02
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