Your Sloughing sunshines trickle and drop Onto my lap and I wish to catch, the uncatchable.
Pithy wishes wash down the rocks eroded by time, solidity. Who shot the sparkles into the day to whet the appetites gnawing at all of us? Especially me,
Tripped up, thrown overboard Overthrown
Surging downward, carried and stretchered, on the wary waters of precarious palms,