on me in some particular way
but there was no one there
when I turned to see
who had accosted me
even if it was in my own backyard
and I had just called out again
for mercy as I do sometimes
to whatever wisdom’s passing
silently discreetly dispassionately
as I can manage to call and call
or did the wind cut off his hands
and just hand them to me
or did I as usual misunderstand
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