no bud left behind

No bud left behind

– george stein

 

Maybe the Navigation was doomed from the start

It wasn’t as if there was an absence of signs

But things can always be taken two, three, or more ways

And then come the subtexts and permutations

 

Memory will inevitably smooth and polish

Things said and unsaid at the last supper

But there was a photo taken by the server

Among the many regrettable things people must do these days to earn a tip.

 

Now everything they touched and

Everything they fucked up, in their way

Will elicit waves that span the distance, pass

And come back again to spite

 

Some will surmise it was impetuous

Some will observe that it was avoidable

And most people won’t really care at all

Some of them will be right

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