Absolutely perfect. After a debilitatingly exhausting week, from which I'm barely now recovering to face whatever chaos and bizarre events I will face this coming week, I needed that. Julie Krueger On Sun, May 31, 2009 at 4:01 PM, Mike Geary <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote: > ON A SUNNY SUNDAY > > > If the fire in the sun > suddenly went out > we wouldn't know it > for eight and a half minutes. > Lovers would go on loving > teasing out pleasures from skin, > angry men would still smash their fists > into sheetrock only to redouble their fury, > hagglers would continue to > haggle down merchants > just one more dime, > mourners still to grieve, > readers go on racing to sentence's end > as the flow > of light and heat continued to embrace the earth > for eight and half minutes. > Then, of a sudden: darkness total, > followed by > rapidly growing cold. > Everyone standing then, > shivering in the dark, > trying to remember > where they last left the flashlight. > > Hell, that's my life now, > only I don't know how many minutes > I've got left. Maybe only eight and a half. > > > Mike Geary > Memphis > 1 2 3