Dog-Days (Selected Minor Audacities)

A big old bulldog out in the backyard, is like life, letting you know getting in is easy, going through's going to be damned hard. Santa Claus forgot Christmas this year, the children cried, but oh what happy reindeer. Life's land-fills are full of ashes from youths cremations, this news, though it should, causes no noticeable sensations. All hands are lost in the battles for the day, but, all 'da-feets' by night simply get up and walk away. Turn on the television set scan channels 2 thru infinity, trying to find something good I feel like a whore searching for lost virginity. The Wind may come and blow all your troubles away, or leave you breathless with no words to say. I've heard it preached live free or die, but never forget that grace alone provides the how and the why.