Should should

I hope I’m not called upon,

To put the beast of a question to rest,

Of whether or not,

Should should,

The question hanging in every doorway:

“Why?”

Slinking deeper into my self-seat,

(My schoolboy delusion fading)

Maybe I can hide,

Just long enough,

For another to be pulled via compulsion,

To a standing oration,

Bellowing forth a premature and hollow sound,

Unfulfilling unsurprisingly.

 

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