If you’re ever gonna know anything new and different,
you can’t be from around here...
In the restructuring of his inner community,
one person changed the status of his partner
to that of neighbor.
For some, having the “last word”
is not so neat as having the right one.
From a certain askewed non-City view,
it’s better to be almost anything other than
what someone told you to be.
(A kind of unscheduled Genetic stretching
exercise, you might say.)
If you can’t speak of it,
you can’t grieve of it.