run while you can

Now an older future holder.

Up on Rainier, the trees chose another angle. Piece County, WA. Summer 2009.

Finnegan’s Wake: a late-in-life comedy

some seventeen years in the making.

Shake. Quiver. Oh, for heaven’s sake.

An unrealistic entitlement to happiness?

(eyes narrow) Pish posh (a shoulder shrug)

Everyday cannot be a Saturday.

But with a week so rough–

I find myself asking:

Should the Sabbath pass quietly?

Is there a sermon worth shouting

from mountaintops so desolate

that even the echoes rarely reach

an ear? Not even you can hear.

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