Saturday, April 28, 2018

An Old Philosophe's Escutcheon

Peace of Mind, Pussy, and Paella--
an unholy trinity, perhaps, but
in life, when you get down to it--
we choose our colors,
as we choose our gods--
with much hope and abandon.

Some carry themselves lightly--
some stumble along in their chains.
All--on time--arrive and depart.

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