Not

By R James Sennett Jr


so sure
we augur toward bliss.
We say we want it,
pray for it,
but we go another way:
Pain vs vanilla.
No middle road.
Extremes
for some reason.
We can’t have it.
We think we can
but a pothole 
says no way.
Ankle pain 
in the inevitable morning.


 “Not” was first published in Litbreak Magazine on Dec 10, 2024.

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