best policy (9/3/25)

I’m putting myself
up for sale
this old skin
must be worth something,
what do you think?
honesty is,
after all,
after all the best policy,
except
when it isn’t,
just another
hurdle to hurdle,
step in my blind side
and see what is
I have to hide,
I’m putting myself
out there,
this old soul
not yet quite cold,
cross your fingers
and hope to fly
one last time,
levity is,
after all,
the best policy,
perhaps you could make
a better fist of it,
of this skin
of being me,
this beating heart,
this work of tangled art,
animate
inanimate
reanimate,
learning’s the hardest
part of the score,
so they say,
and after all that
it’s downhill
all
the
way.

© 2025 robert greig