A giant magnifying glass
installed by ants in self-defense
is just what life feels like
sometimes. If not by reasons,
try by rhymes.
A picture book of syllogies
that doesn't tell you what
they are. It's not a "syllogism,"
please. You've wandered near
and gone too far.
A riddle of the plainest truth,
a lesson learned of nothing
much. Sometimes you have
to feel your way, and mean
something you cannot touch
and suddenly you realize
that this is just what life
is like.
It doesn't always go
in words. It's not like trying
to ride a bike, on or off
a falling log, but
sometimes it's okay to try,
and find out where you
get, alright. If down is ground,
and up is sky, lie down
a spell and say
goodnight.
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