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Two Sides
either one or the other takes precedence
it all depends on the day or context
i walk around just like a mutt
with my own jekyll and hyde complex
feels like i'm always teetering along an edge
but never quite exceeding a surface
shifting from one side to the next
with exactitudes i always obsess
it would be easier to pinpoint myself
right into a clear-cut style
resting all this quest on the shelf,
but life's a game of guile
i'm the atlantic between two shores
drawn toward either side that surrounds me
like an old man shopping outlet stores
most wary of the choices abounding
life should be more straightforward than this
i should get to be my own emcee
i would like to put a name on my bliss
yet such simple pleasures elude me
pursuit of them is all-consuming
so i howl at the moon there looming
