four

four written

four posted

yes!

ahhh, BUT

frick!

WRONG

this is not

miscellaneous

four poems

born from nowhere

birthed into the site

sighted

seen

but uncounted in the maze

of a web

I didn’t design

hidden

so I didn’t know

miscellaneous was not my choice

marathon was my preference

but marathon was a lost

in the maze

of this confusing web

what to do?

forget it?

keep on

keep on

keep on

what does it matter

the construct is

a conundrum

the maze has a door

I choose not to open it

but remain

entangled

in another web

of my own making.

striving to the finish

despite

setbacks

this is a commitment

made in earnest

and in earnest

I shall proceed