"The rusty staple"

There’s a lone telephone pole in America

that always stands in full sunlight,

but those who know never speak of it –

just another stray unknown miracle.

Deadfall ain’t done by a longshot, 

and a poisoned well’s still good for some things;

there ain’t a spare part been made yet –

everything can’t help but be in the final will-was.

   How often is the seeming what the meaning is?

   When is the whereat just near enough?

   Watch out, we might get what we want.

No gift forgives a theft,

nothing known can untrespass;

nobody can feel when their last chance

to be forgiven slips, falls, and breaks its back.

   How often is the seeming what the meaning is?

   How often were the reasons when we needed them?

   Watch out when we get what we want.

If it's coming, it’s never too-late –

and it’s on you if you’re in the middle-of.

Some things shouldn’t go unspoken;

even if, back then, you had to do it