It bugs me that I can travel the same road twice and still not work out where I am going. Or how to deal with the issues that confront me.

Answers, please

How can I
Identify
The difference between
An exchange of smiles
In a harmless flirtation
And the start of another affair?

What can I say
When special signals fly
When the chemical mix
Sets off a spark, creating an arc
Effectively short-circuiting me?

What can I do
When the only route
Is a downward spiral
Into silence
And darkness
And tears?

Answers, please
On a postcard …

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