Monday, September 7, 2015

My Ride

"Dust-to-dust", or something like that
Vaguely recalled, from some holy book,
I suppose, human vanity is incurable,
But all so futile, I think, as I look
At the rusted carriage of my youth,
Adolescence in a gas-fed machine,
Back seat life-lessons, seemed so vital,
Memory lingers, all lost in the green...

(Photo by Geoffrey M. Hamilton, 1955-2011)

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