423b2e
423b2e

12.30.2011

fleeting




Happiness,
Joe says, is a wild red flower
plucked from a river of lava
and held aloft on a tightrope
strung between two scrawny trees
above a canyon
in a manic-depressive windstorm.

Don't drop it, Don't drop it, Don't drop it - ,

And when you do, you will keep looking for it
everywhere, for years,
while right behind you,
the footprints you are leaving

will look like notes

of a crazy song.


- Tony Hoagland
from How It Adds Up
What Narcissism Means to Me

xxx

4 comments:

Adullamite said...

You are not a crazy song....

bulletholes said...

Ain't this great! Happy New year Red!

red dirt girl said...

Adullamite, you have this great ability to say the right thing at the very right time ... thank you.

xxx

red dirt girl said...

Hey cowboy!
Happy New Year to you.
xxx