Full term, unexpected.
My ears echo with a terrible, tearing sound.
I found out while driving, stomach sunk.
Dropped into my boots, made the gas pedal heavy.
What is there to say?
And so we try to glean lessons of life and love
From all things, don't we?
And the lesson I glean today,
Or at least try to, with clenched jaw, watery eyes, pitted stomach,
Is that the entire world is a big, complicated ball of happenings
Beautiful and terrible,
Shining, gaping, everything in between.
And we are all trying to hold it in our hands.
And we need help.
And shit, that's okay.