Unlike predictable, protest-board-applicable-things
this uncaged boomerang
returns the plague.
Barbs jut in the neck of a dozen deserving men.
The difficult decision
is to stay the course
or stay alive.
Let’s lock onto the horizon,
see that
(from this embankment)
our wider world will not vanish.
We will not vanish.
You will not vanish.
One Response to “The Unpredictable Fluid of Time”
Brandy Marie Bozeman
Very inspiring.
Today is cleaning day.
We are praying for the couch to lose its magnetic powers.
I hope you are doing well. I have no idea how to leave comments on these things.