Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Chance

After fourteen years
You finally asked me my intentions
"Why take a chance," you said
So you cast the clock
Over the cloud

By what assumed
Impersonal purpose
Did you call me before you
And tease me with
The chance of a lifetime

You were right
Not to take your chance on me
For I am a man of free will
An unpredictable element
Au fait to my causes

But beware the limits of your precision
For you may chance to learn
Clouds are clocks who are free
And what you so carefully chose
Is merely a cuckoo

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