thoughtfully The ride always ends sooner than we thought
it woud
Ride?
Jah
What ride?
impatient Wha ride ya on
Christ
You mean . . . our lives.
Gotta say it like tha
Thought youd be more assuredpickup on tha
Assured?
Must be mistaking me for you.
Mister Assertive.
shrugs
We think its all ahead of
us no matter how old we getno matter despite who we knew tha got nipped in the bud
Death A drunk gardenertoo loaded
to know the difference between a flower a weed vegetables wrongly prunes trees butchersem
But Then
Theres an awful lot to tend
Have to be grateful be doesnt burn the
whole thing down ashes to ashes dust to dust
I don’t think I like your analogy.
Like I care
Like you care.
No.
No you don . .
. . Anya care too much
I have sympathy, I’m empathetic, I want
the best for everyon . .
. . Says someone whos nearly had the best all their lives
I’ve been fortunate.
Was born fortunate
A crapshoot Everyone
Id say the massive majority of us who bent over to pull ourselves up by
our bootstraps Me Humoured me
You have a sick sense of humo . .
. . Black
Realised we
werent wearing boots
Born grounded
Nothing between our soles careful
now not souls soles the soles of our feet an the earth
I admit I’ve been fortunate.
Jah Usually very quickly
Smacks of guilt Yaoughta quit
Somebody has to do it
The best nearbest obviously
isnt for everyone
1400, Wednesday,
26 8. 26
2155, Wednesday
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