I wrote a good plot
maybe
not a candid yarn
that we’ll all make it
home at nightfall
that the breaking news
will bring smiles to our faces
every sunset
that we’ll all be friends and lovers
evermore
but herein is life
with its bold snigger
almost a grin
guarantees
are fantasies
uncertainties
reek of truths
changes
reign forever
Maybe
our freedom starts
when we break loose
the addictions to certitude
when we take up
the sour courage
when we face squarely
the queer unknown
with a parallel smile
leaning onto
sober hope
like an octopus on roller skates
life will spring surprises
and we’ll cross the abrupt bridges
when we get there
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