3.5.17

where do we draw the line

between pushing through

and giving up? when do we

surrender? i say we do it now,

while the mist still hangs prettily

on the air, and the sound of the wind

can be heard in the eastern distance.

i say we are better off surrendering

at a time when the sun is still held

to its promise of rising. if we wait,

we will surrender to the moon and

to the cold hard night, when flesh

turns to prey and blood spilled

attracts the interest of wolves.

Written at 10:30 at night, in my office, in Agoura Hills CA, while listening to an old interview between Bill Maher and Barack Obama.