The wrong vaccine
One mistake i have made many times. So
Many that i hesitate to confess my error
(Not for fear of consequence, though).
It's the inane essence of its nature
And the pure ease of which i might have
Veered to avoid it. The answer: silence.
If i had the presence of mind to save
Needling you with a quick interrupting sentence--
Cautioning you with my world view,
I might have listened long enough to get the sense
That you were trying to give me. That to
Amend for past by throwing up an ego fence
Means a fruitless fool's errand of chasing my tale
Or hoping for some future that i have made stale.
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