No Conclusions

No Conclusions*** Can’t figure things out? Never between the lines. Outside the lanes, Staying spaced In gray shadows Or mist or fog… Outlying and altering. Possibly close,or Beyond Leaving, Below or high. Yet, wearing pseudonyms, Always being Lost, then Re-addressed. Oscillating. But, remaining Persistently ambiguous. Ticking, dangling. Indefinitely “Durra lurra loo, Durra lurra lay,” Tick-tocking clock Infinitely Short morns. Dragging afternoons. Cycles of blue moons. Possibly some Random hours to play. Hooray! And sing, “Tick tick toe too, Geerie oh toe loo.” A clock eternally Maybe Runs… ————————————————- (c) sally young Eslinger 9/27/21 Glory to God