I’m sorry, no one told you?
No one made the off-hand comment
The afterthought
Proposed the question?
Did they not care enough to tell you?
To inform
Yet you never inquired
You never wanted to believe otherwise
However, I can only keep up a pretense for so long
Especially when everyone else is in on the game
Everyone has placed their bets
Called their bluffs
Watched their hands as readily as they watched mine
Because who knew what I would write next
Declare to the world
To myself
What decision would find itself in my mind
Lost with a sense of purpose
Perhaps I should’ve mailed the secret
Or whispered it in your ear while you slept on the couch
Or even called you so that I could run when I wanted to
Away from your predictable reply
Yet still so unpredictably disastrous
You may flatten city blocks
Or you may merely dent the sidewalk
Either way, did no one tell you?
How unfortunate
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I apologize for the abrupt ending, yet the ending I keep closer to my heart than my keyboard. I enjoy wordplay, and while the lines in this may be considered marginally clever, they aren’t the normal rhyming stanzas. As with everything I write, however, I hope that my reader enjoys my organized ramblings.
Alice Griffin Writes 