Lights are blinking.
This whole show I’ve been watching lazily:
is it going to be over?
Already?
“Wake up,” I tell myself.
I don’t want to go.
But, I don’t want to be wrong.
I want to end it gracefully,
Than to be ashamed.
Oh, if I could only be honest,
Just once,
And tell the world my truth,
Not the world’s,
I would live this life again,
And the honor will be mine.
7.24.2019
Ralph with Coffee 