It’s When I Learned to Eat Worms

I used to think,

“hold on tight.”

I was wrong.

Because the ride,

the single most important,

laudably most variable,

visibly most striking,

arguably most difficult,

is nothing to fear.

It’s a fate train

into a dark hole,

with no good deeds

for the dead, and no

bad dream

for the living.

Better to take it

with a loose,

unceased

grip. A gentle,

free hand.

Let it all

flow through,

and only hold tight

when you’re clinging

on for your life.

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~ by Shawn M. Young on July 17, 2014.

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