Thursday, April 2, 2015

NaPoWriMo: 2 April 2015

I know why I could not be happy.
I could count
take stock
tally
enumerate
qualify and quantify
calculate and justify
and create a list
at least as long
as my arm and your arm and his arm and his arm and her arm and her arm.

A trail of trials laid end to end —
longer than some, 
but not longer than most

I know many ways 
that I could not be happy,
but they have not yet buried
the reasons I could.

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