Wet T-Shirt

Life is not a race and depression is real Got the shirt done and dusted every now ... and then in the here and now the angels sing Not a wet T-shirt competition ‘though the living dwell and exist on that beach called ‘Challenge Sands’ and sometimes we fry The heat bleaches meaning onto the fabric orchestrates as mosaic a tapestry of surrender for tears to dry and mute silence to blossom Into the light over hills and down crusted slopes slowly picking up speed and when all is told another story needs remembering for change