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Thought #33

The wisdom of “this, too, shall pass” has not passed.

Those who are reckless
Rarely end wreckless;
Those who are careful
Often end cared for.

But the dance
Before the crash
Warms the blood
And stirs the soul.

And the cautious man
Is the forgotten man.

It’s possible,
Pig,
That you know
When Edgar visits
Pancakes and toast
Are off the menu.

It’s conceivable,
You miserable, vomitous mass,
That you know
Shaking brooms and
Golden eggs
Are rituals of love.

And that to the pain
Is the inevitable end.
But perhaps
We have the strength
To stand together
After all.

When I was young
I chased their gossamer wings

Now I sit still
And they come lie with me

Math gets it right.
The normal sticks out from the plane.
And if everything is normal
There is no plane.

Life gets it right.
It’s normal to stick out from the plain.
And since everything is normal
There is no plain.