Today I don't know
what progress means anymore
stare out a window
check and check a locked door
how we persist
and how we go on
and just to quote the Psalmist
O almighty: How Long?
No real goal:
no calling, no station
no great work or even
just a part time avocation
So how can progress start?
I'm mired in the slough
and the allegory's failing
not at all sure I'll get through
what
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