what if I changed my tune
and fell in love with life?
woke at last from my childish
rages and said "enough
you stopped being twelve
fifty years ago"
what if all of which I knew better
finally became my daily view
my steady measure of the edges
of our worlds as they bump and slide by?
bet you the day I look forward to life over death
is the day a car will hit me and that'll be all brother....
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
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