Rolling On

And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass. - Thoreau

walking around my place last night

arms raised high up over my head

don't bother asking why

big date with the tv remote and chip bag

waiting for the deodorant to dry

Author's Note

"I never yet knew the sun to be knocked down and rolled through a mud-puddle; he comes out honor-bright from behind every storm. Let us then take sides with the sun, seeing we have so much leisure." - Thoreau