Marco! One minute you seemed perfectly healthy,
the next you were sprawled on the floor by the drinking
fountain
like a sack of potatoes.
(How reliable our machinery is usually--
just think if your car ran 60 years nonstop!....)
But, Marco, seeing you there on the floor,
I knew we live at the mercy
of neurons and corpuscles
(our own little wires and pistons)
and when they stop, we stop.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC
Marco! One minute you seemed perfectly healthy,
the next you were sprawled on the floor by the drinking
fountain
like a sack of potatoes.
(How reliable our machinery is usually--
just think if your car ran 60 years nonstop!....)
But, Marco, seeing you there on the floor,
I knew we live at the mercy
of neurons and corpuscles
(our own little wires and pistons)
and when they stop, we stop.
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