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Sep 2016
Are we Frodo or are we Sam?

We’re been there and back and
        find ourselves unfound
groundless

Stuck
        in an unknown cog on a wheel we don’t know is turning.

Robert’s misread roads
rise to our feet yet
        is the choice that simple?  Is it that binary?

We are no longer binary.

We are not a yes or no, a black or white:
        a party of two.

How can we choose?
        we can’t

So we sit?

We sit.  We wait.  We emit and pray, ponder and vibrate.

We wait.

We wait.
KM Abbott
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KM Abbott  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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