Most every night, or on daytime occasions … Sleep is rejuvenating, restful, and often full of mysterious situations … And I awake, greeting and thankful for the new day … Having escaped one of my mental wrong turns … And another gray day
Then again, sometimes, I cannot escape “The Gray” … And then it consumes and has its way with me, putting me down … On these rare occasions, “Frankie the Earthman” just wants it all to be over … Having grown tired of wringing out this life-filled drenched sponge one more time ... On rare occasions … The desire is for it all to be over ... Not a disrespectful over, but a desire for my God promised, “Long Home”... Frank…
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Frankie The Earthman 