in all likelihood

where would i rather be?
here, where i am, laying out these
words. and you? i've heard
talk of strange nations and tongues
but perhaps you had the TV in
mind.

i am wherever i am whereas you
are wherever you can't be. we can't
go on like this so
i'm leaving.

what a failure like everything
said done. you say come
closer but i'm afraid i'm lost
and strychnine. and what do
i do? go on, at least try, and you're
there, or nowhere, after
someone, anyone,
bruising black countless toes.

how do i answer?
murmuring like raw sewage so the
pain comes in doses you just might withstand:

	so you think you are?
	there's another way to be?
	you aren't
	so i thought
	but you speak
	i can't stop