"Holy Cow!"
I could not tell
a homerun?
the snowy screen
a summer
baseball game
fell still
I left the room
outdoors
into the sun
into the Ford
behind the wheel
I drove away
without a thought
to where
another
lazy day
without a job
or direction
the total sum
of life
for one
young man
without words
to piece together
wordless thoughts
to share
or care
for what
lay ahead.
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Truth (with a capital "T") is the elephant, and humanity the blind touching, sniffing, tasting, listening to this big "T" and of course we all rhapsodize a different tale (or tail?), yet in the end the big "T" is still the big "T" and all our various tales describe a tiny bit of that reality, the elephant.
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