un-happenstance
when will you happen?
why don’t you happen?
and put us all out of our misery, and
join us together in that dunkirk spirit,
or, go on! fling us to the wilds
of:
war
famine
disease
drought
global warming
social dissociation
dislocation
and on and on and on
come on!
get it over with you .. you ... you ....
bloody fool!
you are all around us,
behind us,
in front of us,
we are waiting for your knife
so that we can join hands to
stem the blood,
to caress the wounded,
heal the rift,
to be that utopia again,
that i am sure we once were;
weren’t we?
but when will you happen?
why don’t you happen?
why don’t you?
why?
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