Like Spinning Plates

I finally understood, what he meant
too late --
i suppose.
[headlong is how i should have jumped in. trepidation.]

but then.
once the lesson is learned it is never in vain.
you get on with it, this thing. [life.]

year one

i was still standing
on a northern corner.

moonlit winter clouds the color of the desperation of wolves.

proof
of your existence?
there is nothing but.