and the grizzly bear said...
and the grizzly bear mother
said... three cubs...
and one Thumbelina...
ratios ratios....
              i'm a dumb animal:
i don't think... do i?
saves who from what,
saves who from who,
and what from what?!
covert 1980s mainstream
music?
  you know...
the music was quiet decent
in the 1980s...
sorry... it was...
the indie ****...
the Smiths? Joy Division?
the Cure?!
the 1980s were bad?
the 1960s were bad...
               the decade when
pop nailed it?!
that decade?!
ever...
      ever help a stranger...
push out a vehicle...
from a snowy field...
in a middle of mid-nowhere?
and after a while you're
like...
   did i just escape from
the hands of a serial killer?
i don't know either...
i pushed the car,
then said to him...
i'm o.k....
  i like walking...
  but who the **** drives
a car, into a field,
that can return a harvest
or the plow...
                    no, not with
the extended family...
cousins and ****...
we're not happy campers...
   we grew up together...
but sure as **** we will not
die together...
            me, my grandfather,
the bicycle...
          circa the years
2002 - 2005...
             that's what i call:
a life worthy of being lived;
subsequent years?
a freak accident.