Yes No Maybe
Yes No Maybe
The mind interferes
though the day tries to help,
clear and mild.
O, teach me how I should forget to think.
The mind aims its arcane weapons
at my resolve
to get to the park, out of my head.
Two believers stop me at the door
thrusting a tract into my mild day.
Will suffering end?
Would you say…
o yes?
o no?
o maybe?
I would. All of the above.
Love interferes. Thank god.
Or I would be savage.
Love is a stop sign green light maybe.
Slow down, it says. This way Sit
in the crossroads compass rose.
The ladies are so sweet-faced.
One wears a straw fedora.
Maybe, No, are true answers,
but if I mean to get to the park
today I might as well say Yes.
S. Robbins, from Readings
Sherry Robbins 