sunday, march 11

first of all, substance:
excess is a narrow road
and the ditches are littered
with unconscious teenagers
in the end, you're headed
for the same place
but there may be sunrises
along the way

the second thing is that
antony was right: a man
wars with his own heart

and last, folly:
through the lenses
of mornings after
the foolishness of days
just past always seems to
run together.