any lesson is slow in coming and often lost
between the doing and the done--
going on too much and getting too late
and all I'm left with for my pains are boring anecdotes--
but I cannot lie down for very long
and after the flood of emotion subsides
I'll rise again--and shake myself--weeds clinging to my side
Content (c) 2008-2009 Philip Milito.
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