you’ve reached the end;
end of possibilities
I’ve no suggestions.
so many reasons
why you shouldn’t be asking
for this kind of help.
the sound of my breath,
putting hands over both ears
inner calm, night sea.
you’ve reached the end;
end of possibilities
I’ve no suggestions.
so many reasons
why you shouldn’t be asking
for this kind of help.
the sound of my breath,
putting hands over both ears
inner calm, night sea.
Statistically, the probability of any of us being here is so small that you’d think the mere fact of existing would keep us all in contented dazzlement of surprise.
