When I get up to go
it will be something,she said.
A long pause after, she added,
It will not allow change
nor a turning about.
There will certainly be no room
for under the table discussions
nor over the top theatrics.
No slyness, no manipulations
Nothing shall stall what is to come
The repercussions?,she laughed
the who’s whos and the not so whos?
and murmuring silences and silent noises?
Well,they don’t fit into my scheme of things.
The tapestry is a mirage.
The glitter glowing harsh,
The ash hides the amber,
The sea is deeper than the seen.
And she got up to go…