Decisions
By: James Dubeau
What is this life
Where decisions
Are made
And words
Are said
That do not
Move things forward
But
To a skewed sideways
Life
Is in a tenuous balance
Where the littlest movement
The smallest thought
A miniscule word
Can send things
Flying off the handle
In random directions
That cannot be judged
Determined
Only the aftermath
Can be reckoned
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