there is nothing more to say when your time is up...


unless you want to hang around and shot the shit

over the ordinary daily world


that will be the same comic traveling circus

it has always been...


there's not much to say and nothing to do...

the only control over life you have


is your next move...and even then you have

no control over the outcome...


you just let it shake out as it will

and take it from there...


and if some ineffable power weighs

and measures the result then why sweat it?


you'll end up as you will and how would you know otherwise?






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