AG (6/23/88 / Collierville)

My Undertow

But let all the life and heart of many
Direct you not the easiest solution
Given to my heart at vast
Gain a knowledge of absolution.
But found in awe of disillusion
Not by chance, choice, or fate
Contrary to every single thought
To rid me all of my quick elate.
But threw myself a different bait
To get somewhere else off this line
To open myself to a different view
That better view being mine.
I forget myself of all I know
Because now I have my undertow.

by Andy Greenwald

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