much of life
is about inches.
close calls,
near misses.
timing not being everything,
but the only
thing
keeping us alive,
or not
alive.
hardly a day passes
without
an almost
disaster occurring,
best we not know
when the guillotine
comes down,
or otherwise
we'd never leave
the house,
keeping the door locked.
keeping us inside,
safe and sound.
Saturday, January 2, 2016
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