LITTERED LIFE

LITTERED LIFE Does every life have a twist in the tail One follows the trail wherever it leads At higher speeds, life flashes by so fast And at last, so little detail one can recall The bitter gall mixed with pleasantness But the rest has gone, into the void Perhaps destroyed by the superficiality Yet in actuality, it was the usual stuff And good enough, but not for all time A paradigm of sorts, a patchy history A solved mystery, but there’s no prize I’d surmise that most might not care Never aware of what richness was lost Nor count the cost of merely skimming With the light dimming, it’s only the past At last, a patchwork life one remembers Like dying embers, preserving the glow