Poem: The explanation

The explanation

is no good, is less
than is needed.
It is always
mundane, banal,
a disappointing
revelation.  I cannot
help that.  It is why
I do not say so much,
why I let it stand.
All of it is just 
what might be found
here or there
as much on any day
as on any other.

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