Two Weeks

 

Two Weeks

 

Two weeks.

A time limit.

A promise.

An expectation.

A deflection.

A delay.

A story.

An angle.

A fiction.

Two weeks,

A myth in the making,

A vow of solace forthcoming,

A tactical maneuver,

An apostrophe in procedure,

An intangible timeframe,

A stretching into eternity.

Two weeks,

This concept of an idea,

This plan to start planning,

This suggestion of a program,

This inconclusion.

Let us meet

That we may schedule the meeting.

Two Weeks!

That’s all it should take!

Our aim

Is to

Arrange a

Method to

Propose our

Intention to

Suggest our

Strategy to

Contrive a

Policy that

Lays out

Our projections

Of the means

To institute

The program that

Follows procedure.

It’s never been done before!

It’s the best at what it is!

No one else could!

No one else will!

Best of all:

It’s every two weeks.

Two weeks.

The time that Time forgot.

Time enough for another surprise,

Time enough for another contrivance,

Time enough to forget.

How mythical!

How marvelous!

Two weeks!

How long before it’s over?

 

Cliff Lake 8/24/2025

Copyright © Clifford Lake 2025

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