No Knowing No

No Knowing No

Seems I’m not even worth no-ing anymore —
rambunctious youth gone into cantankerous age
old without authority
not worth yes-ing ever since
the yes-birds flew away
taking the money and taking her,
she who said no, no, no, but
seems the seemly seams of time would
stitch the pattern’s no-liness, though seems

if she
could appear here to hear me
give me a cute little no-no again, to
no me as a romp and roll, if this yes, then
I’d be joy-yes-ly wild, and
knowingly wily ha

—Douglas Gilbert

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