I banged my foot.
And in that moment
Before the wave of pain
Could make its journey
Up to my brain
I thought that I could cancel it,
Rewrite the message
And leap and skip
The consequence.

Then the wave came anyway.

That is what I've always done,
Tried this system
Once and again,
Thinking perhaps
That in time's lag
The message could be changed.

Then the wave came anyway.

Now if I catch my finger in the door,
Bump my head,
Or trip and fall,
I surf the wave,
and seek the reason
I need to be so clumsy
To get
To the point of it all.

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