we all get here eventuallybeginnings and endings are all the sameblips on radar screens on and off againforgetting the before and afterand in between

what happens between flashesof light is the mystery of darkness wherewe become who we really are wherethere lost in the dark we arealways found

make your middles countthe riddle of the hill is in the climbingthe quickest way downis to bow

sand becomes the glass and theglass returns to sand like three vulturesup in the tree behind my housestill no not yet boysmaybe next year

make your middles countthe riddle of the hill is in the climbingthe quickest way downis to bow

epw 4.19.08 perrysburg, oh