Words fail
arms flail about
like a drowning man
reaching for a helping hand
only to drag the rescuer down
in an explosion of bubbles
and whitewater fear
as you try to express
as best you can,
as you guess you can
if only to explain your confusion...
For few conclusions come to mind
or answers to the questions
asked since the beginning,
before recorded Time;
Little more than this is yours
and this is mine
tells me we have not
made the most of our time
here on this Earth
still fighting for scraps
like dogs in the dirt...
09-29-10
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