There was no choice
about it–improbable
degrees of maybe,
no way the many why’s
could definitely mean
what I was sure they had.
Without a doubt, I doubted
the wrong things, and certainly
should have had no certainties–
including the certainty that doubt
was the most honest position.
Single-minded when the option
of being in two minds might
have been less touch and go,
there were so many opportunities
to be mistaken. Absolutely
there’ll be more dithering, but
what never happened may show whether
perhaps might yet become for sure–
there’ll be no choice about when.
Charlotte Clutterbuck
Posted on – June 24, 2023