Up early this morning, I was watching Sliders, of all things…

1
Love and art make demands
sometimes even the strongest cannot bear

Wreckage and debris
litter the path
what’s left but to navigate the hazards?

You can’t calculate that sort of thing

2
Shelter and security
exist only on the outside

Inside, we’re at the mercy
of everything we can imagine

Time multiplies the dangers
it’s a sliding scale

where the balance will never tip
in our favor

but momentarily

(18 August 2015)