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…