Deflected Details

I could write prose rather than poetry

Where would the details that I provide get me?

It’s good to be vague

There’s no pointing fingers

Though I could point everywhere

Dealing out blame

Keep everything short

Deflect, prevent tangents

Unsaid, unimportant

Still so much to say.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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