The question had to be asked
but no one wanted to answer
no one wanted the answer
so we all fiddled with our pens and
stared out the window -
the sky was crisp and blue,
a hint of azure at the edges -
ignorance was our hiding place,
its warm glow protected us
and under its radiator
we laughed and played
while the question lingered
and the answer evaporated
into the mist
