Intention
Nothing yet but not to say
the mail man’s gone away
but rather that the sender
went one day on a bender
and forgot to put in motion
the package of intention.
But the package of intention
large, heavy, in retention
sinks quickly to the bottom
of the cumbersome
and lies like a thing ignored
in a lifetime’s bottom drawer.
It cannot wiggle toes
or dance to the tune of woes
and as it haunts the halls of time
sad and sorrowful the eyes
that ne’er can see the sun
or a deed, completed, done!
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