Pertinence looked me in the eye today then the wind came and washed it all away.

Pricking my conscience and toying with my fears, the anathema of the curious who believes all that he hears.

Come back, Dear Pertinence, stay for tea. I’d like to get to know you better, you seem to know so much about me.

Sit over there, between the mirror and me, but please be gentle, show some humility.

You see, Dear Pertinence, since the loss of Madam Focus, my head keeps on spinning and my anchor seems all at sea. Time is of no consequence anymore and even love is reaching for the door.

Come, lay beside me. Teach me. I need some of your integrity.

Poem

Friday 6th January 2023

Chiswick Quay Marina

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