I'm writing because
I want to. I have to. I must.
Not so I'm regarded as "A Writer".
Not because I have something important to say.
Because this pencil movin' across this paper soothes me.
The "civilizations" around me continue their Lemming like gallop to
the edge of annihilation and I am certain there is
not one thing I can construct with words that will
slow the process.
Many groups have come and gone before the ones
currently calling themselves countries or states.
However - Countries, states, etc. - their single building unit is
And that human gets multiplied but, essentially, we are
looking at one person.
Which makes me - you get it.
So as long as I can get along with you (and you with me)
a peaceful world equilibrium has a starting point.
Then how much time is it before one of us, in-
advertantly, treads on the other's toes?
And when that happens what is the response?
What creates the response parameters?
Such questions, eh?
I don't expect them to be answered anytime soon
But I do notice that now this stuff is down
on paper (and not bumping around inside of me)
I feel quite relaxed.
And that feeling, my friend, is well worth
the lead exposure and ten minutes of finger
Through the smoke and fog there comes a form ... shape shifting ... could this be the Future?
Last edited by Nick Pierce; 02-17-2018 at 05:41 AM..