Untold Chances

by FTS Miles   Apr 16, 2015


27 April 2009
11:44pm

Clement is her mood
as she makes her move,
with a few deft keystrokes
setting up her rationale,
explaining her need;
but a few telltale
inconsistencies
plague her plea for green.
For another friend
I wouldn't blink,
but I've been here
too many times before.
My mother always said
to give three chances,
and as I hit 'transfer'
she's officially long out.

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