Just a Gambol
Just a Gambol
Pack a parachute.
All those who could,
but not all who wanted,
escaped to California,
Texas or Florida,
where winters aren't harassing
and the circumstances
of being human
don't seem to matter
quite so much.
Those warm places
are now overcrowded.
Meanwhile we're waking
to the realization that life
follows us wherever we go,
and even a successful jump
may in fact be just a gambol
from one crumbling rock
to another.
Anybody can jump a motorcycle.
The trouble begins when you try to land it.
~ Evel Knievel
