Epiphany [poem]
I thought
I couldn’t
so I didn’t
but I can &
so I should
Then they
told me
should’s a
bad word
too oblique
to change
a hair
enthroned
upon the
head of
Samson
should and he
are so
contraire
The key
to me
was bent
and hidden
I myself
misunderstood
But something
snapped
within
my middle
(surrealistic
glancing
riddle)
clearest
sound I
ever heard
Now I’m
wrestling
past my
doubtful
thoughts
which all
my dreams
forbid
I thought
I couldn’t
so I didn’t
but I can
& so
I did
© 2012, Alan Morrison