Diagonal Conversation by Loyal F Ramsey
Are you OK over There?
She asked,
Running diagonally through my life.
As opposed to what,
I thought,
More OK over There?
If, as is surely the case,
I am not OK over Here,
Will she fix it for me,
Repair the hurts and wounds
Of a life's careless action?
And, please tell me, why now?
I haven't been OK over Here
For such a long, long while,
That I can't remember the last time
I was OK over Here.
Over There, maybe.
Or perhaps over There.
But never, never, never
OK over Here!
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