Ambivalent
He didn't do a thing
As he watched the TV news
Was he lonely or not?
There was no choice to choose
Suddenly he was ambivalent
An ambivalent young man
He made no decisions
He accepted no plans
He continued his habits
He built no new bridge
He stayed at his home
Got some food from the fridge
They found him reclining
With a beer in his hand
They unplugged his computer
Planted seeds on his land
They looked and they looked
But could not understand
How could a man of his stature
Have a beer in his hand?
September 17, 1998
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