The All along, and
The whole time,
Searching,
For an Earth limit,
To square at,
and humble by.
Plumb humble, though effacing,
and I've honor with self-loathing.
Gambler calculates a risk,
When he sees one. Hum.
Mephistopholes again,
And again, and again,
And again!
Hey, there, stick-shifter?!
Rum, Swiffer, Gin?
Until my horse draws,
Over to the water's edge,
Don't tell the clock at all
That the watch began!
SCA March 15, 2010