an alternative to the ampersand,
“BUT" begins benignly.
Cautiously conspiring with commas—
debuting doubt and diluting defined determinations.
Examining edifice and exposing exuberance as “error”,
finally fulminating the Future as folly.
Gathering groups of gawkers and
hushing hope as hinderance,
it interrogates inspiration as ignorance.
"Just jump?" — a jolly joke, jes?
"Keep knocking to know King and Kingdom??
Mentally mauled, my mind meanders and
numbing ninjas nimbly neutralize Nerve.
Offered oblivion I
pleasurably partake and passively permit par performance.
Quests are quieted and quit.
"Rest" and "Relaxation" are renewed as Rex and
Self-satisfaction sits superior to struggle, surrender, or sacrifice.
Though…there’s that tender Thought — terrified…but trying to take up temerity.
Undercutting umbrage and unexpectedly unearthing Understanding that
voraciously vies for validity —
willing me to wonder and wrestle with what I want — what I will work to welcome?