Poem: A Pinch and a Punch it’s the first of the month…

I do say I'm sorry.
I'm aware it's a form of payment
To bring the transaction back into
Balance, make amends and slowly
Draw the jagged edges back together.
Still, things don't look quite the same anymore.
I'd prefer a returns policy.
Can't I just take it all back if I'm not happy with it?
If so, how long until the guarantee expires?
I suspect some things don't add up here.
I did hear tell, for example, that for every action there is
An equal and opposite reaction.
It makes me wonder why
I can move forward, why
I am not pummeled to a pulp
With a punch and a kick for being so quick
And no returns

Yet

When I offer to pay the ferryman
He says somebody already foot the bill
One way only
But it's a relief.
I expect now I will get a cross to the other side.
We chat as he rows the boat ashore -
Hallelujah - about waiting.
He tells me he's been waiting for me to make a move.
And I thought it was the other way around.
In the middle of the water, I tell him I like to bridge gaps myself
 - to sew pieces of character and story together
 - to find the perfect parts to fit
 - to create something new and unexpected.
He asks me if I am familiar with the concept of
Obedience, apparently, it's better than a
Sacrifice. (For him, maybe - I joke).
I mention I heard it's better to seek
Forgiveness than permission.
Stunned silence.
Was I not created this way? Is what I think,
I don't say it though because it doesn't seem polite and also because
He has already bought and brought me
Across.



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