I'll tell you why I wear this tie,
by Doug Lane
and why I'm so well groomed.
My appearance gives its lie
to the role that I've assumed.
I assume my feet are on the ground
and that I reason clearly,
and that I am not lost but found,
and I am yours, sincerely.
The truth's, of course, a darker thing.
It's rooted in my wandering.
I haven't learned to settle down
because my underpinnings are unsound.
I cast about for explanations
and hope to come to rest
but their faults make my foundations
untenable, at best.