Stay in the House, Wear a Helmet, Check your Pulse from Time to Time

I've been told the forest isn't safe.
Is there a place which is, a diving
Board, a crowded street, a church,
A rocker in the yard? Misfortunes
Crop up everywhere. That knowledge
Doesn't hobble me, as I'm more
Fearful of the dullness of the life
Kept safe.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-10-30 at 18:34

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