[lit-ideas] Re: A biseleh

Half way back to normal comes the stare, and I sit,
there is no other stare quite like it.
My current fear of carpets is neither up nor down,
for want of information, I sometimes wear a frown.
I know were I in combat, I'd merely shrug and sigh,
but here, re. the freeway, for an eye one thinks an eye.
Cousin Job says I should know how much to ask for bumps,
but actually we endure, split our bobkes from our lumps.

David Ritchie
sending sympathy from
Portland, Oregon 
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