Saturday, August 22, 2009

Bright moments always come back vivid. Dante Smith & Agatha Christie see eye to eye.

The latest in my "Superhero MC and old white lady writer" series! (It's a crowd favorite.)

From hence I come
So here we go
Signs and wonders all along the road

Some lies open
Some lies close
Some stretchers roll with no lies at all.
Some riders don't know what they riding for

Hands on the wheel and their mind is gone
Wherever you ride, whatever your name,
This raw cold life is a beautiful thing

And we are alive in amazing times
Delicate hearts, diabolical minds

Revelations, hatred, love and war.
And more and more and more and more
And more of less than ever before
it's just too much more for your mind to absorb

It's scary like hell, but there's no doubt
We can't be alive in no time but now.

I like living.

I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable,
racked with sorrow,

but through it all I still know quite certainly
that just to be alive is a grand thing.

. . .


No comments: