Treasure Island

Morgan Michaels


Ok


I'm ok, you're ok?
Right?
Maybe.
But maybe not.
Just so you know, I'm telling you
That, yes, while I am certainly ok
And even more
The jury's still out on you;
For it may easily be only partially or imperfectly true
That you're ok- in fact
It may be stretching it a bit
More than a bit or even a lot;
It may actually be quite a mouthful
To say you're ok;
In fact, if you were a pawn ticket
In the worst of neighborhoods
I'd redeem you immediately
And unceremoniously
For whatever I could get
And worry later about authenticity
About sincerity
About fair market value.
Thinking about it, really,
You are maybe not so ok
For you smoke
And drink too much
And can't fry an egg
Although you smell good and have flair;
So no compromises, please,
Because, maybe,
Even probably,
You are not so ok
Though I,
I, myself am fine.

Submitted: Sunday, August 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013

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