Sunday Song

Some Terpsichorean advice overheard twixt father and son,
during the “early-mid-years” of their dance:
“Kid, don’t let the big push you around,
unless they’re bigger than you and
seem to want to push you around.”


No explanation
is a complete explanation.


In the Secondary world,
the question of whether civilized or not
may be based on the intensity of the struggle within.


One consolation available to all:
“It’s never too late for tomorrow.”


New verse in the “Song For Man’s Life”:

“Stamp out the old, bring on the new!"
"I mean weed out the ill and serve up the good!"
"I mean – Ah, shut the fuck up, ya’ll.”