by RC Miller
Even if human nature is in doubt, none
Of us will escape everywhere.
A rowdy trouble abounds, but still we’re
Lucky or something.
And there’s one thing that always
Blows me away..
Life’s not about what you do or what’s to
Be done about what you do.
This contrived intimacy opens my eyes and
Allows them to play.
It’s chance enough that I’m around
Eventually.
RC's blog: http://visionblues.blogspot.com/
March 23, 2009
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