NONLINEAR
Life is nonlinear - a scribble
at times - unlike the two numbers
and the dash as they call it
on the tombstone. No …
life is bumpy and broken
at times - finally coming around
and coming apart at corners
and there are Frosty roads
not taken which would have made
all the difference. It’s when
I write a poem or look at photos….
It’s when I’m at airports or in planes
I see some of this - and the
rest will take years to figure out.
Sorry. That’s what I know for now.
Sorry. That’s what I know for now.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2017
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