So intent on
the gap the failing
the pit the hole
the shaky railing
my intention
I can’t recall
it anymore or
what it was at all
In the tent with
the holy of holies
praying to figure
how to pull a fast one
on the prollies
such an unGodly mission
such a hairsbreadth from a crime
I’d gladly go
the whole way down
If I weren’t scared
to do the time
So instead I cool my heels
wait for a message
heaven sent
or failing that
a pointed push
or failing that
intent
what
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