We’ve got to stop
dwelling in the
Miasma of death
– the circular thought
trails that bring us always
to the same place
– the only if we had done
this
only if we had listened to
that
– two deer could not have been caught in
hi – beams as
long as we
We’ve got to move from
that place
to the here and to what
is to come
Hope, good luck, love
LIFE
PEACE OUT