I imagine it’ll be worse than I imagine,
being out on the margin
watching the powerhouse
feeding the engine
nothing good will come of it
I imagine.
Imagination
that’s the real problem and
not the engine which runs it.
If there was a still place for a minute
I’d be in it
calming my nerves,
but it does come back to who
you imagine you are
which is by far the worst thing
I can do.
© 2017, John Smallshaw.
