A Tale of Two Tuesdays

It was a great day, it was a lousy day
to be in the academy
She snarled, they barked
at the other
would
that the answer
was clear to naked eyes
on whose perception was real
which view of the facts held water
Where fault lies dark, eluding
definition, conclusions
or where it boldly asserts
its sway over the facts of the day
the truth to be discerned, like tea leaves
read by the sages, unraveling tangled
tortured logic in the argument left
unresolved, unmet needs
hang heavy in the air
begging for solution
clarity, ending
where it began
with opinion,
perception
of Tuesday


March 10, 2007 14:42,
edited March 11, 2007 23:09


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