On the way back from Meijer, where I cashed in the $30 of loose change that would prevent our financially-challenged asses from overdrawing on our account, I drove past some park.
Vitamin D seems something that we've missed these past months. You forget how it radiates, that warm feeling on your skin like a drag of a cigarette.
There's a certain pace involved in life when you are perpetually back to what you should be doing, like turning around in place. Eventually you stop turning, and start eating grass.
In parting, here's some more sky for you. Enjoy, and you're welcome.
Vitamin D seems something that we've missed these past months. You forget how it radiates, that warm feeling on your skin like a drag of a cigarette.
There's a certain pace involved in life when you are perpetually back to what you should be doing, like turning around in place. Eventually you stop turning, and start eating grass.
In parting, here's some more sky for you. Enjoy, and you're welcome.
2 comments:
fine. i give in.
life is more true than reason will deceive
(more secret or than madness did reveal)
deeper is life than lose:higher than have
—but beauty is more each than living’s all
multiplied with infinity sans if
the mightiest meditations of mankind
cancelled are by one merely opening leaf
(beyond whose nearness there is no beyond)
or does some littler bird than eyes can learn
look up to silence and completely sing?
futures are obsolete;pasts are unborn
(here less than nothing’s more than everything)
death,as men call him,ends what they call men
—but beauty is more now than dying’s when
e.e. cummings
effing brilliant!!
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