A State Of High Potential, Perhaps? Poem by David Taylor

A State Of High Potential, Perhaps?



Today I am full of doubts.
I doubt what I am about.
I doubt who I am.
I doubt if I really can.

I doubt if these doubts
can ever be turned about,
and resolved to just a few
that I, on one hand, can count.

So much more potential,
to understand something new,
than before when I thought
I knew?

I doubt it.

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