I wandered into this life
Sans game-plan.
No paths or predilections.
I will prepare for the next life.
No more directionless enigma,
I shall go to the greenest grass,
Knowing that high rent grass equals better odds.
I will take elocution lessons.
I will travel to developing countries
And sleep rough… if necessary.
Maybe play Bridge professionally.
And I will write, write, write.
My current life has been good, better than I deserve.
I resolve to get my hands dirtier -next life,
And offer my hand sooner and more often -next life.
Maybe I can be 6’8” and play pro ball –net life?
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