If and when
There is next
Time, there is
A next time,
Then you can
Still pretend,
Poor Philip.
We’ve always
Been crippled,
Some of us.
It’s just when
There’s no next
And no you
That you can’t
Then pretend.
Did you find
Out, did you,
In the end?
Not at night.
You ended.
It didn’t.
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