this story’s subject matter
is, so to speak,
to be determined
at a later date
once i’ve figured out
what i need to figure out.
so maybe it won’t
be determined
at a later date
if i don’t get around
to figuring out
what i need to figure out.
the odds are about even
if i’m being honest
with you, whoever you are
and with me, whoever i am
about whatever this is
(it’s terribly unclear).
which i am.
being honest that is.
at least i think i am.
but then again,
maybe not.
only time will tell.
this story.