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How Are You: The Unpredictability They almost always start the conversation With “How are you?” You say “Fine”. It is the norm. Time-honored, automatic, form expected. Yet, you reach an age Where you no longer fit the norm accepted, And you hesitate, Waiting just a little bit ‘fore voicing back. Unpredictable tomorrow: Routine ailments, triumphs, sorrow; Unpredictable around-the-clock. Is it wrong to linger? Wait to answer? I think not. To blur convention, slur cliché, You spur [real] candor For the day. When they ask you how you are, Think of instability And take a second to reply. How Are You: The Unpredictability 8.9.2017 Circling Round Reality; Definitely Didactic; Arlene Corwin
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 5:47 AM UTC
How Are You: The Unpredictability
How Are You: The Unpredictability They almost always start the conversation With “How are you?” You say “Fine”. It is the norm. Time-honored, automatic, form expected. Yet, you reach an age Where you no longer fit the norm accepted, And you hesitate, Waiting just a little bit ‘fore voicing back. Unpredictable tomorrow: Routine ailments, triumphs, sorrow; Unpredictable around-the-clock. Is it wrong to linger? Wait to answer? I think not. To blur convention, slur cliché, You spur [real] candor For the day. When they ask you how you are, Think of instability And take a second to reply. How Are You: The Unpredictability 8.9.2017 Circling Round Reality; Definitely Didactic; Arlene Corwin
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 5:47 AM UTC
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