Sunday, September 15, 2013


Golden late Sunday afternoon light
Gleeful noise of boys on a trampoline
So easy to think that the world is perfect
But it's only a moment

The terror of getting along begins again.


the walking man said...

How often I have known this terror.

erin said...

inside of this i wonder (in an excruciating manner) what it is to be man.

you hold such truth in perfect tension here and simplified too, as though it is so simple there is no possible way for us to reject it. and yet in our struggle to understand ourselves we (often) don't face the depth of the violence intrinsic to existence.