Also way too often
I do not understand myself
Why don’t I know
Where my keys are
Or my glasses, or my watch
Though I agree that
This is more about being misplaced
As opposed to being misunderstood
Yet today
As I was trying to explain
The authenticity of the writer’s voice
A snipe was made
That only I could interpret
After my claim that the monk had said so
In that instance then
Not only misunderstood
But also cut short
Before my explanation
Was allowed to run its course
For full understanding to be reached
Once again I was found to be
Halfway to nowhere, neither
Really clear, nor thoroughly confused
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