Negotiate a corner,
Negotiate a bend
Take it very careful
Get there in the end.
You have to find
The perfect line
The route that
Gets you round.
Take the corner
Far too hard
You’ll end up
Underground.
Taking it too widely
Could bring trouble too.
Negotiate it carefully
Take the perfect line
You’ll round the corner safely
And in perfect time.
Sometimes you have to lose it
To know what it really is.
Integrity;
Being one, whole person
A single face for all the faces
That you meet.
The danger is
You change your story
Tell it differently
Dishonestly
Each new ear you greet.
Things fall apart
A different you
In each new place;
A tangled life
Of straying feet.
Stumbling, falling
Coming apart.
You gallivant about the joint
As if you own the place
Never offer any help
It’s frankly a disgrace.
I’d say you’re just a passenger
You’ve just come for the ride.
I get so angry sometimes
The anger’s hard to hide.
You’ll go gallivanting
And expect a welcome back
It’s me that’s left to do the work
And take up all the slack.
While you’re off gallivanting
Caught in your social whirl
It’s me that’s left to clear things up.
It makes me want to hurl!
via Gallivant
Meh!!
They messed around within WordPress,
Missing my Daily Prompt.
Others just got on with it
But I’m left out of joint.
’Meh’ is kind of the word for it
It’s kind of how I feel.
Not quite feeling up to it
Not quite up to the mark.
I needed something to shake me up
Maybe this is it?
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