…and so no one really has the time to point fingers. images
reflected from the past usually seem a little clearer, a bit easier
to comprehend. add age & heartbreak and voila! (so many things
but it escapes me. the hunger for an endangered species. The
ravenous way a human can pounce (after all, we are mammals).
how could a tadpole appeal to a giant?
a minnow to a god?
I don’t point fingers. I ask myself these questions.
what if I really traveled to all of those places I went
to in my mind so long ago?
great wall of china…
much easier to travel than be eaten alive.