Wednesday, January 4, 2017

And instant away 98


Always an instant
Away from death
Or a totally different
Life

How fragile and fleeting my life is
But still solid and reliable
In the sameness of my days
Every morning I start the coffee
 Then feed the dog
The refrigerator is cold 
And the woodstove is hot
I sit in the same chair
Read from the same books
Pet the same cat and
Scribble this kind of B S
Any instant a blood clot, a fire
A big idea or a lucky break
Can change it all

Always an instant
Away from death
Or a totally different
Life
Jan 3, 17                  day 28,187



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