just one solo  on one guitar string
a shame to be a song
sung so much
so often

one psalm on Sunday yelled
by a preacher loud
hung over the
sinner's heads

belated condolences to a loved one
when they lower  that casket
down to the
bottom

a fish swimming upstream I seem
to be without sane direction
or a site to spawn
again

a singer singing to the choir
off key a different song
then what they are
singing

a child full grown a lost baby boy
a weather vane in the storm
a mast of a boat
broken

got several keys I can make a
duplicate  but no lock
or safe to
open

a  road leading off somewhere
gravel leads to nowhere
never seeing the dead end
sign

al kinds of dichotomies
rash decisions had a chance
to lead me
away

everywhere used to be my options
they somehow suddenly
got so ******* narrowed
down