When our fate is taken out of our hands And delivered into another’s The bridge between Becomes tenuous The sway And shake Without faith Each step feels dangerous Control is a myth of the mind Yet we read ourselves bedtime stories nightly Clinging tightly to the notion That if we click our heels three times […]

Spilt milk

Lines in the sand Down the side of a page Borders Constraints we place Some things in here Not over there Herded Contained Yet our lives spread Like spilt milk Just as suddenly, accidentally Dropped Stopped Even while we are so busy trying to control Everything *there was an awful accident here on the week-end. […]