The Urban Elf

How early is it?
How drunk…
Am I?
This is not
What I had planned.
How quickly it can
All evade you.
Yet for all the looking
Back that this affords me
I have no more answers
Than when I went in.
Where I went in…
That’s a whole
Separate
Question.

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Why did you
Up the ante?
Set my dreams
In high relief?
Let your fingers
Do half
Of what I need?
I’ve set you
On your course.
Fostered and fathered
As best that I can.
Why now,
And now again
Did you feel
You had to
Pretend
To being
My man?